The Other Gender Poem by Dominic George

The Other Gender



Scattered like mere glasses
It's heart, it's heart we're smashing
Shattered to dozens of pieces
It's heart, it's heart we're smashing
Breasts have holes dug by men
It's heart, it's heart we're smashing
Demeaned dignity as a woman
It's heart, it's heart we're smashing
Insulted in their motherhood,
Denied in their rights to speech
It's heart, it's heart we're smashing.

The world doesn't belong exclusively to men
We were conceived in the womb of a woman
They are not commodities inanimate
The scattered glasses, shattered to pieces,
demeaned and insulted,
My mother's heart, my mother's heart
How pathetic is humanly theology
Proclaimed by chauvinistic primitive society
Celebrated conceitedly by barbaric community
Dominated by ‘masculine' authority
NO! I don't suggest feminizing the earth
Nor do we must have men effeminate
Just allow God's Sacred Heart to reign
In His perfect will we completely deign
Because He loves equally all human

Sunday, September 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sociology
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