The men looked fragile,

Slim and limber, like deer.

Their hair, long like elves.

Their muscles, defined, and,

Hidden behind soft, flowy clothing.

They lived as nurses, teachers, and servants.

They were sold off to richer families,

Wives were meant to increase their money and status.

They stay home, tend to the children.

They go out and supply the family with food.

They tend the gardens and feed the animals.

Men enjoyed roaming and chatting with friends.

The women were strong and fierce, like dragons.

Their bodies were built with strong muscles.

Their hair was short ensuring no distractions.

They worked in the lumber yard or the brewery,

They held roles in office.

They ruled with strong minds and hearts.

Women went to war and learned to fight.

They wore heavy clothing and forged their own tools.

But men and women shared on thing in common;

The ways that they moved on the floor.

There aren’t many forms of art that speak to both genders alike,

But dancing was something everyone enjoyed.

Men and women could swing to any beat.

For once, men acted like women and women were men.

Despite their fragile demeanor, men could be tall and lead.

And women could be submissive and lean on the chests of their men.

Through this one simple sport, things felt good, felt right.

Things feel like they are true.

Men can be strong,

Women can be weak,

And things were different.