You're Vulnerable, Dear Child

Beware, you might males encourage, No showy clothes, it might attract, It's hard the male mind to distract, It might challenge their macho rage. Think ere braving out with a male— Nor alone-at-home safe is found, E'en kith and kin could turn a hound, A male by nature seems so frail. Females— vulnerable at once, Nor safe being barely a child, For, morals downward have declined, Old age is no safe insurance. Marriage mitigates in a way But it has masked many a rape, One might with help a curse escape, But let us still hope for that day. Dice is loaded and doors are closed, Not what you do, nor none at all, You'd better be a dumb li'le doll Tossed here, there, a fair sex is bossed. If you wish the male pride to dent, To challenge it, you'd better change And take a sea-horse like revenge— Can you make male species pregnant? ____________________________________________________ Most middle class families seem to think about girls on the lines indicated in this piece. It seems, it is a curse to be born a girl in some countries where the system is loaded in favour of males. In some desperation when things remain as are, and ironically, the piece winds up with a humorous end. ____________________________________________________ Introspection |18.03.13| Topic: girl, child