MEN'S STROLL CYCLE

There was this man

Whom I once met

He at the time

Was quite upset

 

Those cunning women

Had yet again

Usurped some traits

Named, for us men

 

This men’s stroll cycle

Was to be ours

How did those women

Steal these powers

 

And this syndrome

That’s pre, men’s stroll

Of this too

We’ve lost control

 

And a pause

As I recall

From the men who pause

They had the gall

 

All these things

Now belong to women

But, its man’s vernacular

That was given

 

We should demand

They give them back

For we’re the ones

That now these lack

 

But I said whoa

Slow down my friend

You need some facts

To comprehend

 

That these said powers

We do not need

Unless, you yourself

Intend to bleed

 

When I explained

What they had stole

He didn’t want them

After all

 

And then he left

But, not contented

“They could have asked”

He lamented

BOEMS BY JA 131    

Reviews

[Mrudula Rani]

Why would we ask? To start with, he did not own them! it is really a very funny poem.

[DiskartetHaraya]

This is quite funny. Period.

[Ja]

Period indeed. Thank you