Epiphany


I once thought that women were a prize
I once thought that I needed to hunt them
I once thought that they were the same as men
...but with different organs
I once thought that women were the weaker sex

I once thought wrong indeed

I now think that women are beautiful
...no matter who, what, when, where or why
I now think that there is no hunt involved
...only a long slow journey of open communication
I now think that they are as different to me
...as day is to light, or devils to angels
I now think that women are the equal sex

I know this is the truth