Degrading

In a valiant bubble
She is sold an idea of matrimony
Imposed a prison of pseudo choices
Brainwashed into motherhood
All she needs is a man
For her life is but a waste
All she should do is look good
And get a man to fall for her
She had dreams that were drained away
She sold her will to be a second fiddle
As an auxillary
As a tag along
For she has not real dreams
Nor a life worth living
All she is is a waste
She is but a girl
Who shall grow up to be a wife
A woman only in sexuality
Mostly frigid or untended to
She is a forced mother
For the ideas of such are deemed defining
She is a puppet, or so she has to be
Yet she raises her daughters the same
For she will never be free
Not because she cannot
But cos she is lazy
She is just a woman
A toy of her own choices
To be picked up by a man

Loner

Often we seek company
Yet at most we are better off alone
For the mind does not like to be tuned
To be set like to a radio station
There could be music on, or news
Yet neither is enough to sustain the mind
Such is our mind
We all seek an escape too often
Yet are bound to unwanted mandates
Policies and processes
Like a ball and chain
Such is what continued company spawns
And so the mind seeks to escape
Those who give in to such wilt and wither
Those who don't wouldn't
Once in a while a group may help
Bring forth our so called social need
Yet in prolonged company one must start to adhere
The mind is not one that really likes the checks and balances
It wants to soar the skies
Walk on the sea, brush the rim of the highest wave
Arise out of the entrapment , is its search
From some fool who mandated company