In between your thighs lies the mystery of the universe.
The mystery of creation, reincarnation some might say.
One should honor thy profound sacred,
And sure-footed you should walk around.
But does the easy way ever work?
Can the human being live without pain?
Or are we slaves of our own uncertainties?
Can we live with none to blame?
Gender-Battle I shall name
all the problems that remain
from the cradle up to now,
I just cannot figure how
we will ever speak the same
language or at least pretend
that we do not even care
for all differences we share.
I took a breath and made a pause
when I felt that verse went loose.
If I kept on going I
might have gone where all fears lie.