You didn't have to accept

That male ego
Did you dear?
You don’t have to be my master,

Do you dear?

Please remove that mentality,

That i am nothing before you.


Remember,
You were created
From mere soil,
Yet I was derived 
From  substance
Better and precious

Than the soil that gave you life.



Just beside your heart

In the sanctum of your temple
Be informed  dear
From you I was created

Pure substance than the  soil

                That you want to place me on             

  And step on without care



That bone from your rib

That gave me life

Is the one you contempt now

The one still

You hit like a sack

My dear companion

Please give me a break.