The Second Sex

The Second Sex

A Poem by Mary Christabel George
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Will not satisfy the conventional rules of poetry. But it has its own style.

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The second sex

 

She breast fed me

But said, Being hit by the world, its better to be hit by a man.

I learned walking holding his hand

But he said, a women maintains the decorum of the house.

She played with me, when young

But said, Compromise & sacrifice are more on our parts.

 

He preached sermons in the temple.

But said, It is an institution made in heaven, respect it.

She shared my notes in the class

But said, You know what ? you need to give him another chance.

He  appreciated my dedication at workstation

But said, separation has become a fashion these days.

 

I touched her  feet, while entering into her house

But she said, Make a child & it will bring you closer.

But the tiny life inside me said

Oh! Mother I need a mother but a loving father too.

If you are not happy then I am unhappy too.

I kept wondering...

What my goodness could not do

What will making love do?

 

I kept sobbing Silently

Many saw but did not object

And the rest did not comprehend.

What was my mistake? That Is my question

For I am a second sex or a weaker sex.

© 2016 Mary Christabel George


Author's Note

Mary Christabel George
Inspired by a Pakistani drama

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The faster men realize women are not the weaker sex, the better it is of them. We have pushed them enough. This is the part of the movie where the hero(women) have self actualization and start taking matters in to their own hands. While all i could say is that we are sorry for being such jerks and i think women should realize that it is not a fight, its just their right and there is no such wall that stops them from doing anything. Mary - my case in point.
#WeAreSorry #LotsOfLove

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mary Christabel George

8 Years Ago

Subin.. You are such a sweetheart.
You understand the condition of women specially in some co.. read more



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All along till the conclusion, the poem reflects the quiet strength of a woman. In suffering lies courage. So the question you have put up so effectively at the end anwers itself. Great work, Mary!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mary Christabel George

8 Years Ago

Well said Divya.. The question answers itself by the end.
Thanks for your generous review..:)
The faster men realize women are not the weaker sex, the better it is of them. We have pushed them enough. This is the part of the movie where the hero(women) have self actualization and start taking matters in to their own hands. While all i could say is that we are sorry for being such jerks and i think women should realize that it is not a fight, its just their right and there is no such wall that stops them from doing anything. Mary - my case in point.
#WeAreSorry #LotsOfLove

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mary Christabel George

8 Years Ago

Subin.. You are such a sweetheart.
You understand the condition of women specially in some co.. read more
This is beautiful and poignant. Women in our country and also neighbourhood go through a lot silently but it is high time that they stop being a victim and stand for themselves then be a part of traditions which are designed to exploit them.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mary Christabel George

8 Years Ago

Yes Avinash.. the question which she is raising to the world is something she should seek answer in .. read more

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Added on April 27, 2016
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Mary Christabel George

Pune, Humanity, India



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