The sculpture of two cranes,
capture my thought.
One carries the head stiff
could he be a male chauvinist?
The other one bends her head down
a demure female, I presume.
Cannot it be otherwise?
I challenge myself.
Is pride masculine?
Cannot a female command esteem?
Are they to be forever
inferior to the male?
The statue stares at me, asks
“what is wrong with you?”
Unhappy with myself,
I regard them close.
Discover a romance.
It is a union.
Universal!
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