Sweeping my courtyard early in the morning
Friend asked, from the road near, he exercising
Is your wife with you? Is it ok? everything?
Making tea, me nonchalantly answering
Making tea, me nonchalantly answering
Why are you sweeping? this isn't a gent's job,
Gent's job? I just want to help my heartthrob
Don't devalue yourself; said my friend- a nob
Onlookers many, agreed with him the mob
He is right, females do it all with ease, at one go
Performing well, with all the bias they undergo
Privilege by birth, the male hold on to their ego
Ready not to accept, rose the females a while ago
Blame it on the world's design, it's for males
With it came ego- supported by the females
Took a while to realize, now change in the tale
Ego or jealousy, know not, the current rationale
Physically better the males, rest all tough fight
Exploits the softer gender with all of their might
Civilized or uncivilized, no matter day or night
Exists the bias, the ego, this world holds it tight
Sree...
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