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Lady Love

Poetry By: aaihalbs

This poem is about women and the traditional view. :( It's about how they are expected to take the back seat but are then blamed for the driving, blamed for where things end up. It's about how woman are the main focus of the orld until they are married, enter middle age and our forgotten. Thank you so much for stopping by, please leave a comment! :)

Submitted:Nov 28, 2010    Reads: 50    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

I took my pen,
I wrote the words,
I gave you the credit,
You deserved.
I didn't lie,
I didn't cry,
Or turn to hate.
I kept in check,
Told only truth,
But without emotion,
It wasn't much use.
I laid it out,
The whole sad story,
I gave me evil,
Where I gave you glory.
I cast the parts,
Complete bias.
They called it art,
I called it crisis.
Our story resides,
In a thousand books,
About a princess,
And a crook,
Who steals a heart,
And becomes the king,
He plays his part,
We rot in wings.
When curtains close,
And people clap,
We count our woes,
And curse our traps.
For all our charms,
And our assets,
We raised alarms,
And set caskets.
Now we play,
Second fiddle,
But the crowd went deaf,

In the middle.


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