I CALL THE SHOTS

I CALL THE SHOTS

I call the shots so listen up!

No just shut up!

I won’t be brought down

I won’t be frowned upon

You maybe some hotshot

In your own little world

But listen up!

You will not drag me down

You will not hang up or hang me down

And treat me like a clown

Your inflated ego and idiom’s go

That definitely needs to go

The charm, which does harm

Right now you have met your match!

We are supposed to be one!

But it just seems you are the only one!

In this game of male versus female

Instead of all equals which should be done

The power struggle of mind and body

With no care or exceptions

So just shut up, and listen up

I won’t take this any longer

You make exceptions or I walk the walk

With no talking

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

15^th July 2013

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