Poem -

Is Female A Crime?

Part 2

Is Female A Crime?

To the mothers 
You were once daughters 
How would you say
You don't understand her way 
You too dared
You too struggled 
Why shut your heart and trade your child
Why do you block the good future. 
Why the fears of childhood 
In your opportune womanhood 

To the Aunties 
You too may have had sisters 
You know rivalry leads to fruitless plots. 
You know what it means to be prettier 
You are too well the favors of the favorite. 
Why do you enjoy your nieces claw at each other 
When your tale 
Could make their envy stale

To the sisters 
Blood or not bond's 
Why would you lead your own the wrong way? 
Why would you bask in the glory of stealing what is hers? 
Why are you blinded by unnecessary rules? 
Kicking the ladders
When you reach the top
What joy will you gain by being the only full breasted person up there? 
And later claim its a men's 
​​​​​World? 

We are caring 
Loving
Populating 
Don't make us feel nothing. 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

Like "Kicking the ladders" I call it taking responsibility, and the world has a hard time with that. Thanks for shining the needed light!...........Jim

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Thanks Jim, tried my best to convert emotions to words,couldn't do much justice. Glad you appreciated it. Warm regards. 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

I think I get part of it , so frustrating to see! one my leaders answering a question replied....agency is hard to watch!..wish you happy days!...Jim

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