WHEN MEN FEEL INADEQUATE

They fall
Fall at the feminine feet
Which has more than a masculine mind
Shouting blessings
Blessings which show pain on their faces
Pain they try to mask with humour with no success
What is it about ego?
Did God create this soul
To make men feel inadequate?
Like cornered rats, they look
Sometimes with adoration
Sometimes with yearnings to have and flaunt
Sometimes wearing bold faces of hatred
Sometimes with curses upon their meagre minds
Sometimes in lust of the words pounded by her teeth and tongue
Sometimes with intents of casting a spell of chains
Chains to have this soul deranged;
Obviously a wish of revenge
For casting doubts on their competence
Maybe in their shoes, I will wish same
Because losing a mental battle to an elephant
Is prestigious than losing to a mosquito
And yes, this soul is like the noisy mosquito
Whose noise drums on all the right points
It’s a sour world to them
But a very sweet melting ice cream dipped with a little guilty bitterness
Dripping into the mouth of this soul
Why can’t I be mischievous?
Interesting how a kitchen mind trashes minds of societal gods
Let them for once in their untamed godship
Worship a goddess whose head deserves their crown
For God willed it so
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015