When Eve was brought from dust, the first brick formed upon the ground,
And pound for pound, her sin abounded all the trouble we know now.
The first mistake was wrongly placing blame and molding her disgrace,
For all who know the ways of God would turn their heads towards the snake.
And then antiquity took place,
And more and more the mortar paved.
The men went out to fight and hunt.
And with the children, women stayed.
The ways we taught rebirthed the lives we lived and roles we chose.
Though being stronger, men as animals to power quickly rose.
Taking absolute dominion on the women they preferred,
They reigned executive, judicially oppressing them by word.
They spoke of Kings and not of Queens.
One husband, wives in twos or threes.
And if they fought commands they made,
They would be beaten to their knees.
For he could stone his wife to death for looking at another man,
And choose another girl tomorrow as a mother for his clan.
The regularities now fashioned by the smithery of Lords
Put all equality disparity to cool down on the boards.
They took to learning math and art,
They built their castles and their forts.
They waged their wars with rival tribes,
And in their conquest claimed their worth.
Now wife was wife, and man was man, unless she'd soiled her own hands.
For all mistakes made by the masters were a thing to understand.
Yet once a woman stuttered once within a world that took her rights,
She was no longer meant for life. She was impure in every light.
Now for her pain was then a trace,
A contemplation taking place,
Though in the midst of stars and science,
They were far behind the race.
With roles now settled into place and questions long past battle rounds,
The wall, before it had a name, was rising, feet above the ground.
The men were noble, true, and just. They'd won the world and gained God's trust.
The women had a knack for lies and wickedness, as well as lust.
This was the doctrine they'd repeat.
The great divide not so discreet.
They didn't claim an equal view.
This was just the righteous thing to do.
And so it was, the men who came to think at last beyond their sight,
Were met with disbelief, exclaiming "Women need those taken rights!"
The elders laughed at such a phrase. They liked the privilege they had made.
"We've proven women belong below, I'd like to call a spade a spade."
And so the stones were packed and tight.
The genders schismed, day and night.
The way they made now seen as truth,
Engrained within the human mind.
And slowly now, the brain was washed, as this was all they'd ever known.
They took to heart the ways of beast; the men outside, the woman home.
And there is seen the biggest stone in all the wall, and still it sits.
No matter logic, reasoning, or fact, this is the way we've lived.
So slowly it began to roll.
The growing anger took its toll.
Now women screamed and they were heard!
The ways of old to be annulled?
The ways of man began to grow and women gained the right to vote!
The right to land! The right to life! The right to steer their rightful boat!
They right to work and the right to leave! The right to learn and the right to be-
To pursue their dreams! The tears of freedom poured in streams upon their cheeks!
This was a time of righteous shift,
Progressive growth to how they lived!
A world revised to make things well,
And yet the wall refused to lift.
Dichotomies were built in hate as those who fought the change grew sick.
They flocked together, praising laws that long condemned such social lift.
And those who saw that women were a thing to not control and beat,
Could not abandon stigmatism, could this issue spell defeat?
And still today it stalls our ways.
The arguments all still the same.
"We've given them too much, I fear."
Fear not, we're still beneath the haze!
How many cry that women need to stay inside and do their deeds?
How many say that men in charge are truly men, and not spoiled seeds?
The wall is built and stands erect! We cannot see past what we've done!
My best attempts to understand and God knows I haven't done enough!
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The Wall Which Cannot Break
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry that I submitted to Button Poetry's 2018 Chapbook Contest. It focuses on gender inequality, the oppression of females, and the struggle for women to break the wall built between them and men to keep them below.