You are bold
Says the man in the robes of gold
Why? I ask
Then the man removes his mask,
In horror I scream
Skeleton has replaced his face!
He says, I am the man of many
And you are not worth a penny
You have threatened the higher people
Now you must climb the holy steeple
Pray forgiveness for your sins
You are a woman and have threatened the livelihood of men!
Pray but what shall come of it?
Maybe you shall marry and have children
But without your prayers you are but a dead worm on a withered lawn
You will spend your life without a man to depend on
a smile crosses my cheeks
I do not need a man I say
I am happy as I am today
But a women with power is the greatest sin!
Says the man with no chin,
You have condemned yourself to heck
No! I shout
And I kick him in the bony neck
He shatters to fragments of yellow bone
His ligaments and tendons rip
And he shatters on the floor.
I will have no more!
I am a woman but I will not be condemned to the will of man,
especially one with no skin!