What’s it like to be a woman?
To know the joys of Motherhood
To serve as if it was your duty
A man, a family, a community
Not getting paid for it
What’s it like to feel a woman?
To feel a vacancy between the legs
Under the skirt, a summer breeze
And eyes on me, like the feast of gulls?
What’s it like to be a woman?
To have closer social bonds
To never truly be alone, how
Does that feel? To have protective
Fathers, and possessive boyfriends?
What’s it like to be a woman?
I will never know, to feel the dresses
Caress you, as you blithely change
From mauve, to peach, to blue.
How does it feel to have skin
Like olive oil, and wear perfume
What’s it like to seduce a man
With just a pouty look, what’s it like
To have to earn your place twice
As hard, in the boardroom?
What’s it like to be a woman?
To be stoned to death for being human.
Amazingly powerful poetry.
Thanks Michael, sometimes it’s nice to attempt a poem with a point.
Wow!! The ending really moved me!!
Yes well, women are still under-valued in modern society and in real danger in other countries. Not to mention unequal pay and lack of access to education for millions.
Awful and feeling imprisoned
I was unsure where you were going with that to start with and unsure how I felt but the ending pulled me in.
This is certainly one of your most important poems.
I’m glad you think so! I do try to write about actual issues of social merit at times.
That my friend is a very substantial piece of poetry. I was deeply moved by it. Thank-you for letting the women of this world know that there are still men who appreciate their true value.
That is an amazing poem, Thanks for stopping by and liking my post http://kisirkoi.wordpress.com/2014/12/09/always-pushing-forward/
Anytime Benasir 🙂
Awesome poetry!! Purely inebriating and I love your work! Thanks kindly for visiting me at johngevans54.com
Thanks for stopping by also John, I’ll try to come around.
Looking forward to your visits Wuji! I’ll do the same, friend.
Wow. That was brilliant. It is amazing how you have written a piece about such a serious issue in a manner so sensitive and beautiful. It is extremely impactful.
Wow, I’m glad you like it. I value your opinion a lot because you seem to understand my writing intuitively.
I don’t often write anything of social relevance, but when I do, I’m glad that I tried…
Well, I am glad that you tried as well! And thank you for such kind words. They mean a lot to me. 🙂
You got every one of those lines correct. Work twice as hard, get stoned twice as hard too.
I can only hope that the next generation will get gender equality right, thanks a lot for your comment!
“And eyes on me, like the feast of gulls?” That’s a brilliant line.
I’d like to reblog this
Sure that would be great 🙂
I enjoy your poetry so much. Happy New Year to you
Reblogged this on Gelatinous and commented:
I hope you enjoy reading this poem as much as I did, from Wuji
I am impressed by how clearly you present your impression of women, including the price that women pay for the liberties that you value. This poem reminds me of a conversation that I had with another blogger on WordPress about the issue of beating women. I’ll have to see if I can find it, to connect you two.
Well just a little legacy of being raised by a Single Mom I guess….
This one is my favorite so far! I have been enjoying going through some of your poetry tonight and find your work to be very unique. I love your descriptions, they are vividly uplifting!
Thanks for taking the time Michelle, I really enjoy reading feedback.
I’m trying to escape cleaning my house for my guests who will be arriving this weekend. I’m using your blog as my excuse. LOL! 😉
Reblogged this on Souldier Girl and commented:
Powerful and deep
That’s nice of you to reblog this Soul! In a way I guess it’s my attempt at feminist verse.
It’s really good- as is all your work.
Reblogged this on Jin Okubo.
Thanks for reblogging this Jin, I’m proud that this one is being shared.
Amazing poem and just so touchy 😊
Thank you Rah-rao, I think I’ve become more touchy with age.
Call me ifrah 🙂
Yes beauty is my first instinct
Checkout my blog maybe? 😊
Sure one sec
Wow. leaves me speechless.
Thank you Manvishah, being a man I can never fully understand.
That’s what i thought too, but you captured so much of it, so beautifully.
Beautiful piece friend.
Excellent piece; unmistakeably honest and real. It fulfills the best task of good poetry or any literature, by telling a story that means something, promoting change… Thanks for this…. Too many people ignore the entire issue….
Thanks Gigoid, that’ s a truly nice testimonial to the art. I’m at least a feminist in theory and witnessed the trials and tribulations of a single Mom.
One of the slogans used in Berkeley in 1969, on posters especially, said it all to me… “Free our sisters, free ourselves.” Freedom isn’t freedom unless it applies to all, and there are a lot of assholes in the world who don’t want that to happen… I’m glad there are still young ffolkes who get it…. How you came to the idea is less important than the fact you have…
I look forward to seeing your art evolve…
gigoid, never any caps…. too much ego in caps…
You know, even though us millennials don’t care to vote, we are one of the most civic, altruistic and reformative generations to come along in a while, we are sensitized to a lot of causes, like to volunteer and actually believe in the environmental movement. We view the paradigm of human unity fundamentally differently.
Yes, you do… just as we did, and every generation does, in many respects, and I think it’s a good thing. The world demands new paradigms to deal with the effects of Entropy. Sadly, though, far too many of EVERY generation don’t choose to either take a sustainable path, or even take part in life. The apathy of the majority, in every generation of history, has always worked to the advantage of those with the lack of compassion, and lack of morals to grab for power over others…
Whoops… got me going; sorry, that happens. I think the generation of millennials also the advantage of technology as no other generation has had in our species memory, which they are learning to use sustainably…
And, as for voting, well, I vacillate. If I don’t, it’s hard to bitch. But, I’m also called the dubious for good reason, for I doubt anyone’s vote has meant much of anything for a long time, and it just encourages them….
Sorry for ranting; us old hippies, some of us, still care, and welcome all those who speak the truth, and act from right though, to the ongoing pageant of life… painful as it is much of the time, it’s beauty is worth it…
gigoid, the dubious
Wow. Hard to express how this makes me, as a woman, feel. I wonder if other men wonder. I’m thinking not many. As a woman, I appreciate your appreciation, sensitivity, and curiosity towards the feminine of the species…and I thank you for sharing the gift of your beautiful words and writing style.
There is a whole generation of men raised by single Moms who may share these sentiments I imagine.
Time will tell.
I have two myself.
Just writing about them this very a.m. Haven’t posted as of yet.
I love the interconnectedness of it all.
Have a sweet day.
Suzanne : )
Thank you so much, I will do my best to read your blog, but I’m better on social media to follow people than the blog of late.
I understand. Hard to do it all. : )
Wow. And not wow as in the opposite of wow but an honest wow! I very nearly cried reading the last stanza. This is very beautiful, Thoughtful and so heavy. Something many men wonder but , for some reason, do not articulate it, maybe feeling incompetent with words or afraid to give it as much thought. Have you had an influx of ladies mad with the desire to eat your brain? Lol btw, if I zombify, I want to eat yours right alongside Chuck pahlaniuk’s and James Deen’s. I have to throw some creepy in now and then. I can’t have people thinking I’m very rational. 😉 Amazing words you have tumbling around in your mind. Thank you for sharing. Ever published any like books or whatever? Or even self-published? I mean, I’m tempted to print all of these and bind them and keep them on a shelf. So if you haven’t, you should. I’d like to see a large number of men write a poem about “what is it like to be a woman?” Maybe us women should do the same to the fellas. :-p so what’s it like to be a dude?
Not really many ladies at all, haha! Never self-published, maybe one day…it would be hard to bind 9k poems, but one day if I have time I’ll try it. To be a dude is well, pretty boring.
That was truly commendable. I love to read your words and I have read almost every single word written by you on this website but this one is the most beautiful one. I love the simplest way you explain this and with such a profound words 🙂
Wow that’s just a stunning comment, Thank you. There are another 8k poems not here, but they might be lost to posterity hehe.
oh my my wish I could read ol of em. ☺