THE OTHER ROOM... "Zaa oza room"

The other room
Where a woman pretends
To be weak
So that a man
Can believe he is strong
Where a woman pretends
To be foolish
So that a man
Can say he is wise
Where a woman stoops
So that a man can conquer.

The other room
Where gods of men
Become worshippers of women
Where leaders of thought
Become minions
Of the bleeders of blood
Where wielders of power
Succumb to power.

The other room
Where the brashness of testosterone
Yields to the bra straps of estrogen
Where the bravado of masculinity
Is tamed by the wiles of femininity
Where the turgid
Becomes the flaccid

Three rooms
In a house
One in which a man
Believes he is king
Two in which
He realises
A woman is god!

Unknown writer!

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*The Other Room*

In the other room
Hardened men become beggars
The queen becomes the king too
The king, just a beggarly page

In the other room
We cry for joy
For there, we enjoy pain

In the other room
We beg to suck milkless breasts
Accept every proposal
And promise any thing

In the other room

Fate of nations are decided
Destinies of men are fixed
Death warrants are signed

The other room
What a room!

wow! I love dis poem

The first poem I've read completely fixated on, in my entire life. Really great.

Nice poem. The other room is a nice place to be.

I've been hearing kepu kepu and seeing men drinking alomo with mixtures and bragging about their escapades! I'm too old now and have seen worldWar4.

I wish to tell em that it will only take a day and a nymphomaniac to keep them humble to understand that it's really a woman's world.

They would ejaculate blood that day and wonder how come they are still alive.

I have nothing but reverence and respect for a woman who has come into her full powers.