He travels in big circles.
He has power in his hands.
He says, “listen to me woman.
And perhaps you’ll understand.
A woman’s place is in the home:
That’s where I’ll say you’ll be.
You wash the dishes, clean the house.
Make it comfortable for me.
You’re wasting your time searching.
And you’re taking things too far.
I do not think I want you
To be better than you are.
I’ve given you my home, my ring,
And yes. that too – my name.”
Ah. he paints a pretty picture,
But she lives within his frame!