women

Apr 25, 2008 - 18:06 PM PST

i know why you can't look at my face
cause the woman you see is such a disgrace
what some men perceive is not what is real
he looks only for beauty, does not care to feel
he looks through the soul, straight at the chest
compares what he sees to Hollywood breasts
i don't blame him for his sad situation
for all that he knows is on-screen copulation
where a man rides her hard, and she likes it that way
cause what kind of woman would stand up and say
that they're more than some man's prize fuck
i'd encourage her, but only with a good luck
because as hard as her big heart can try
we women have left ourselves high and dry
we've stood in the kitchen and been beaten to pulp
only to believe it was our own fault
generations of men have been bred like this
with mouths full of poison and brass-iron fists
little blame can be left on their plates
their fathers have taught them nothing but hate
for their mothers, and sisters, and girlfriends, and wives
either do what you're told or they'll take your life
you read in the paper or see on the news
how women, world wide, are condemned for their views
but what will it take to end this bad dream
this violence, brutality, and pitiful screams
how far must we go to see it to an end
no more women should be forced to pretend
its up to us all to see this thing through
as a society, we must condemn what they do
we women make up half of this world
men, love your women, and boys love your girls