MY MAN

May I know what happened to real men
Because that is  what I seek,
You say women are plastic and flying high
You who are human,
Pass me the mic
And let me address you.
When I am done
I want a standing ovation
A toast to this feminist
We'll, they all call me that
For not feeding on bullshit
But stick with my one rule
I want
A man
A man
And a man again
Because am a woman
Phenomenal

I man with a fat  ego,
Untouchable pride,
A man who wouldn't dare enter my house unless I held his hand inside
A man who will never invite himself over
Yet can pull a few surprises
Climb on my bedroom window at times


A man who will never ask for sex
But intiate every intimacy.
Wear the trousers like the head he is
And
Listen at all times
Spoken and silent
Takes supremacy as a responsibility and not an opportunity to exploit
Me and those like me,
I mean a man.

But there are actors and I just gave you a script,
I will know when its being staged .








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