Not Dedicated Enough: Love is Dedication

"That is my mother," said the young man.
"The one you insulted because you can."
The old man stood there, holding his ground.
"She's but a woman. This have I found.

Male is better than female, I'd say!
Get rid of women. Have peace today.
She's just a woman and not a man.
Can't do a task, as well as he can.

She is not dedicated enough,
Was not created of the right stuff.
Not dedicated enough," he said,
Rubbing the bald spot upon his head.

To others around, with whom he talked,
An outspoken man, opinion locked.
"Where will she hide when our times turn rough?
She is not dedicated enough.

No dedication found in that tree;
Only a man can be truly free."
The young man was shocked and upset, too.
"That is my mother." Now, what to do?

"This is contemptible, so unkind.
You are so wrong, not in your right mind!
Why do you have to be so cruel?
Do you think God made woman a fool?

You're playing head games. That is not wise.
You will find others do not despise
Or hate all women; your sisters, too?
You must repent, yes, what you should do.

What of your mother, who gave you birth?
Do you think that was just for God's mirth?
God made woman, a mother to be.
Love, He has planted in her freely.

She's dedicated; all must suggest
Mothers, all women, will pass that test.
You cannot simply brush love away.
Love is dedication, I would say."

The old man shook his head and moved on.
"That was his mother; my mother's gone.
Of my own mother, I must agree,
True dedication, there, I can see."

The young man went on his own path,
Not comprehending the old man's wrath.
"All women created equal, wise,
Not those true men will ever despise."

A young man is shocked at an older man's attitude towards women and takes him to task.