Battle of the sexes

Never was ambition made for a woman,
She was made to spawn,
and hardly thought to mourn.
Never
I say never,
Was a woman meant to lead,
She was to follow,
Submissively to the morrow.
She was not made to provide,
But to be given,
She was not made to ask,
But to do.
Don't you see?
She was made second,
She has always through time,
come second.

Never was a woman expected to unmask,
Fight to be first,
Fight to be heard.
Never was she taken to exude boldness,
Or the testosterone-driven toughness.
Yet she was part of man,
She is part of him,
She is like man,
Brains and guts,
Just prettier,
and much more merrier.

Therefore,
I detest the stereotype,
The superiority,
That man has established over woman.
The disgust at which society holds women of ambition,
Those who possess the gifts believed to be manly.
Never,
Never did man see this coming,
For when did the dog bark orders at its master?
But we ain't no poodle or German Shepherds,
Though we have been so many times treated as such.

Woman was created as a companion,
Not an idiot,
She was given the greatest ability,
That of procreation.
Never was she made to be property,
To be purchased and leased,
Never to be missed.
She was never made to be locked in a safe,
Only to be used in times of desperation.
Never guys,
Was she supposed to cover up the vivacious curves,
That the Lord so graciously gave to her.

Never,
Has the world seen a woman,
Be more of a man,
Than a million men,
As has been seen in this century.
She can chair board meetings, raise kids, cook, be a wife and be a friend.
However, let it not be said,
That woman intends to end,
the male sex.
No!
The chains of slavery,
Are all we intend to break.
Prove that what man can do, she can do it too,
Sometimes even better!