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A Prose
Almah
The Double Standards of Patriarchy
It’s not your fault
Stop your whimpers and your cries
He blames you but he lies
His judgments and scorns
Are falsehoods, please believe
Instructions on what to wear
Who to see
How to live
Rebuke them, I urge
He’s a hypocrite, you must know
Don’t you see
Open your eyes
His morality is just for you
The Insincerity of his ways
He doesn’t do, what he instructs
He lives his life depraved, that filth
Leave him, I advice
He doesn’t deserve you or your child
Almah, you are called
Your virtues are you own
Don’t let any man
Whether love or infatuation
Tell you how to live
What to wear or
Who to see
Your existence, God’s child
Is yours and yours alone.





