Women have rights,
Right to life and right to speech
Rights to love and be loved

Feelings and emotions running wild,
Right to vote and be voted for
Feelings of happiness running high

Not to be harassed or blackmailed,
Not to be abused and relegated
Women think too
Respect the girl child,
And tender her
Give her the right words
And build her ego

if a man can lead the world,
A woman can heal the world

Professor Marylyn-dolly©

Why do you treat me like I'm
Your Mistress?
Your little secret that no one else can see.
When your friend's walk by and
We're together
You never even look at me.

Why do you treat me like
Something on the side?
Your little hidden gem that no one notices.
When we're with each other
No one else matters
Until I'm left all alone again.

Then, why do I treat you like
My own little secret?
Can I be such a hypocrite?
I can't bring myself tell anyone
Anything
This isn't lasting, is it?

I am a boy
A very lonesome boy
Abandoned by the world

I am on an island of solitude
With no way out
It's a prison
A prison where the raging sea
Is my prison wall
And the night sky my ceiling

With the hard rock
And itching leaves
As my pillow and blanket
While the ground my mattress

I am a boy
A very lonesome boy
On an island of solitude

~Nicholas Jacob Sampson

Ain't that a sin
to make the body with soul Suffer
in the name of cure treatment.
Are they still believing its love
ain't that the only sin ever laid
to meridian hearts.

And maybe excuses
aren't bad afterall

for some regrets
are too heavy
to carry