POEM 170: OF MISOGYNY AND WHATEVER

In the world of man, the other has no say,
It's an ancient ritual, she bears the blame.
Wasn't Eden immaculate before she splashed the stain?
So he stands saint like a paradox of pain!

From faith, to fear, to what she should
She's made to believe to be God's afterthought.
They point her to man-made Talmud
and smear history on her face like sooth to clay pot.

Is she destined to live in denial of her existence?
Why lock her in a cage of your own pretense?
Why tongue-cheeky powwow
and knot your front tails into a bow?

She's a being equal!
Not licked up from the ground of God's afterthought!

She's a soul equal!
Not a stain on your bloated ego!

She's equal!
Not a blight in your dim eyes!

She's equal!
Not a threat to your clay throne!

She's equal!
...let that sink, man. 
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