Yes, you are superior,
Because you have to feed and clothe her,
And never allow your money to booze with,
And squander on your other nameless passions,
And let her toil at people’s house, day and night,
Half- fed and half- clothed.
Yes, you are superior,
Because you can never bully and burn her in your ire,
Forwarding no good cause,
And catch her off guard in a dark road,
And claw her body into dismembered pieces to douse your fire.
Yes, you are superior,
Because you have to hold her in esteem,
And see her as a mother, engaged in the noble task by divine decree,
To take human race ahead on the earth.
Had you been that superior,
She would have got all her shares and happiness,
And would have never questioned your superiority.
………Dr. Fathema Begum
Irony of life