the women of earth 

look ambivalent

 

cracking a smile 

growing indignant

 

looking to the stars 

as if for a ride

 

the men know there’s 

nowhere to hide

 

the women of earth 

survey the morning

 

finding cities 

still in their dreaming 

 

while the men play 

in burning buildings 

 

the women of earth 

tend gardens 

 

children wanna feel full of hope 

wondering how they’ll ever cope 

 

with this testosterone 

expensive displays and fragile egos 

 

but the women of earth…

the women of earth…