I am but a woman, in a mans world <br />He draws out my power <br />Through a single nostril <br />He leave me suspended <br />Like a dream in space <br />Is brutal with my thought <br />And abuses my soul <br />Yet i still love him, as a savage would love <br />A single piece of meat <br />In an urban butcher shop <br /> <br />Sunday in a city<br /><br />allan james saywell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/urban-woman/
