What’s good for the goose 

is good for the gander 

The chips will fall where they fall,

let the boys cry.

Let the fathers retract 

the lies.

The truth is the truth,

won’t live a lie.

Roles reversed, no.

This day and age, so advanced,

yet you still ask why.

Why does he look with his wandering eyes,

as if she were blind.

Broke the glass ceiling, Miss CEO.

Yet she waits for the knee, the ring,

the perfect beau.

We call this progress but before we’re trained to earn more and more, 

let’s understand they've never stopped waging war.

Against our body.

Against our mind.

Against our will.

Being a woman - a constant walk uphill.