Does no one note how proximate to the whims
of man on matters sexual sacred script seems to be?
As though the hand of God HIMself was that
of a mortal man whose mind wanders ever toward
the softly undulating contours of a woman's body
chafing to own it, for the owner is no more entitled
to security of her person than a man will permit.
Small girls growing into their assigned roles as
playthings and future brood bearers are
no more secure from the heated lust of men
than their mothers for the code that assigns their
place in the scheme of entitlement identifies them
as object of desire never to be denied to men.
When in doubt religious scholars take pains to
elucidate issuing fatwas to assure that all be
aware of their divine rights and privileges
for the divine word of God would have it so.
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