Role Play

You can’t beat a man at being a man  anymore than he can beat a woman at being a woman

these feminists got y’all believing, strumming

tunes on the wings of the wind saying yours is bigger than his-

heart that is.

We can’t carry it all, our shoulders, arms and hands weren’t designed to

he is the one who should be holding you.

Covering his precious diamond that could crack with just the right blow,

against the Devil he should stand toe-to-toe.

So, the next time you stand in each other’s place,

know who wearing the pants or whose wearing red lace.

©privatethoughtsmadepublic. 2017.

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