on being a 'lady'....

what is it that allows one woman
to bring her grumpy and hostile day with her,
 regardless of the 'NEEDS' around her ?

while others,
 in considerably worse situational actuality,
can pointedly  don their 'party face',
 so as to 'comfort' and assimilate??

why are some so entitled to their moods?
 while others
work so hard to 'mask' their own sorrows and such ??
is it cultural?
is it a question of proper 'parenting'?

who on earth !
  gave 'permission' to those people
to 'do whatever they feel'....

at any time ??

and further....
to judge and question and ridicule,
those things that do not
 fit smoothly
into their silly and prissy,  plastic boxes??
the ones with the mundane decals ,
stamped atop the lids ?

is it a result of their own, personal frustration ??

do these divas ever, truly, look into the mirror ?

and what is it, prey tell, that they see when they do?

who do they see looking back at them ?
who and what is guiding their behavior ?
and to what end ??

they are parochial 'concubines'......

spoiled....underdeveloped.....

and we are constantly, for some crazy reason,
 unbeknownst to us,
working to PLEASE THEM......

but they can't really, EVER, be pleased.....

because they are closed to love and flaw and compassion....

because they are wrapped so tightly into the womb of minutia.....

we have felt sorry for them from time to time....

but their  lack of decorum and feminine sympatico has left us feeling COLD......

and their complete inability to 'unconditionally love'.....

well.....
i don't know what to say about that....

perhaps they need to go back to studying 'TORAH'......
deeply....
so as to incorporate the ethics and nuances of becoming
'women of valour'.......

or perhaps, after all is said and done,
they just need to remain afloat,
upon their own
'life rafts'.....

the ones with the built-in alarm clocks.....
and daily planners......
and potential menus....