He was brought into our minds unbidden
But through torture
Resistance to his cruelty
Was softened
Till his abuse became a form of love

So they brought him to the bedroom
Were he forced his ways
Of shame
Upon those
Who should not have to claim
The blame
While the violators
Remain unchained
To the violence
In his name

They brought the brute
To the political domain
To claim
Rights over humanity
In his vanity
A fictional man
Folds masses to his demands
Kills futures
Spills blood
From fatherland to motherland
Made up borders
Claim different versions
Of the same misogynist


And if you miss the point of this
It is
That he was not invited by all of us
Yet the masses of molded men
Claim to be the victims
While defending their right to oppress us
With their made up man
In the clouds