A poem by Saadia Asad

                                                       MAN

What is this phenomenon: the ‘man’?

A complication or just a simple Sam?

He considers himself the cause of all

True for him, but for us a vain call.

In wars he goes, to fight it out and earn glory

Riding on prayers and wishes, that’s our story.

he goes out to earn bread and butter for family

How it is spent, that secret we hold on to tamely.

Children, the one he causes to bring in the world

Are brought up straight by us, from a position curled.

In ancient times Goddesses ruled the heavens and earth,

By conspiracy of man, that supremacy was brought out of worth.

Man has physical superiority; woman is superior also in beauty

Each utilizes his and her edge, to fulfill their obligations and duty.

The word ‘woman’ has ‘man’ in it, the composition complete

Man himself in living out this life without a woman, is obsolete.

Woman is proclaimed lovely by philosophers, poets and even saints,

All men, all thinkers: does such a picture a woman ever paints?

Man and woman together keep the balance of nature,

Overlapping, yet maintaining their own personal stature.

For some it might be a cause of perpetual contention

Yet it is as simple as a beautiful, joint formation