In
the old days
The
men could have many wives
Some
could have concubines
The
women would try to satisfy
The
man who had many women
The
power they wield in their hands
They
were the warlords
One
word all could die
Now
in the modern world
The
men still behave they rule
The
women are chattels
They
can marry and divorce
Even
on the slightest excuse
Just
that the men can have young women
Parading
in their eyes and minds
There
are religions which allow polygamy
Written
by men to lord over the women
The
men who want to feel superior
The
women are their forms of entertainment
Bear
them children to enlarge the families
But
they forget their daughters will go the same fate
The
cycle will link it back to the past deeds
How
the women will feel sharing beds?
Some
women may agree
Let
the men have their ways
They
resign to their fate
Wrinkles
and old age
Deep
inside they will pray
For
their own sins
The
truth is
No
woman will share her man
No
woman will live by and smile
And
the man is always unsatisfied!
When
he gets his way
He
will go for many more
It
isn't love at all
It
is lust to the core
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