Inferiority ComplexA Poem by Danielle OliviaAs
she sets the dinner table for two
four six eight “don’t
forget the chicken and veal cutlets on each plate” a
salad to start and
a desert to follow “
and don’t forget the wine for it is far easier to swallow” Her
dinner guest compliment her on the grandeur And
overall magnificent splendor It
is all due to her inferior gender Look
at her laugh and smile with all her superior feminine graces Look
at her as she tries to remember all her guests faces With
her brazier and corset so tight she can
barely breath She
makes it harder and harder to believe That
she is the inferior gender As
the men go into the great room for drinks and cigars The
women sweep into the parlor for tea and the occasional gossip “Have
you heard? Netherfield park has let at last!” Could
it not be possible that she is a mass murderer of some sort? An
executioner of the races? Oh
but not her with all her feminine graces For
she is the inferior gender “Don’t
laugh so loudly, for you shall make my poor wife faint” For
you see she is a porcelain doll so fragile and delicate She
is a Faberge egg decorated so exquisitely She
is glass figurine that breaks upon the touch
Because
she is the inferior gender She
can read, write, play the piano and paint She
speaks with incredible poise and charm She
is quite accomplished most would say But
it is not her fault for she was brought up that way Alas
she is the inferior gender Tomorrow
she will invite her guests for tea at three Once
all is said and done at four she will usher them to the door And
with nothing else to do at five she will sit and knit Since
after all she is the inferior gender Her
life is filled with happiness and joy Because
after all she is just a porcelain toy It is said that a woman should not
have a single care Other than what she looks like and
what to wear Because fortunately she is the
inferior gender © 2012 Danielle OliviaAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on February 18, 2012 Last Updated on February 18, 2012 AuthorDanielle OliviaToronto , CanadaAboutI am an undergraduate student currently in my first year of university. Since I could remember I knew I wanted to be a writer. A journalist just like Lois Lane. I dont limit myself to one specific g.. more..Writing
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