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Liz said, we should all be feminists.
I said, is it because Chimamanda said so?
she said, ask the right question
and then I said "why"
Liz said women are the problem of the world
If only they could see what power they possess
we will not be in this mess
running around in an Orwell circle
of Animal farm
the usual jungle.
I saw what she said... I understood
but what do we do about the men?
or the women who teach their men how to see the world
or women who do not teach their men how to see the world?
How about the older generation especially in our situation
who do not understand feminism
or the younger generation who feed on extremism?
Why should we all be feminists Liz? Especially in this world of glitz
which has thrown the integrity of many women
all for precious omens?
Why should the women come first? When women tear themselves apart
the most
Although ALMOST has given many women posts
Still few understand why we all need each other to grow
So, Liz, I do understand why you think we should all be feminists 
but,  I think I know better why we should all be feminists
and not because I know it all or the theory
or even the history
but because we all should be feminists to become humanists
To erase the catalyst of superiority
and live in clarity.  



Welcome to the jungle
the dog eat dog zone
where a child of five is left to fend for his own
dropping sticks on the road
and hailing the unknown
The jungle that understands no mercy
and shows no smile
What a cold, cold world
how a child sees it is unknown
but then steady they grow to hold the pen
or maybe the gun
to make a change or wipe a generation
and in rare cases a nation
There, there, we make monsters
denying them the grace of a smile 
or even a hand, say food or even shoes
The jungle seems even better
where the rare animals banter
knowing their boundaries
and working in territories...
But here is man... supposed creature made in divine
the artful destroyer, an evil employer
Deny yourself the truths and stay deaf to the preacher
You souls that get no richer.


Uvie GwewhegbeNigeria


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