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Nov 2015
a delighted squeal floated up through the pollution
as tiny miss insignificant
realized her own self-worth
without me there are no new babies
no motherly love
no P, B, and J
with the crusts cut off –
Every man in the land
would near cut off his hand
for the chance to participate
in love
with me…
no ego involved
only the simple understanding
men are pigs
led by *****
without conscious –
it will be the mothers of the world
that embrace the hate
smother it in cookie dough
wrap it in angora swaddling
and change this planet for the better
and no,
this isn’t so I can get laid –
Women hold empathy
that is like a foreign language
to most men
as we, as a group,
look at ***** and blow **** up
while trying to get blown
we show no care for the poor
the sick and infirm
those with less than ourselves
…of course there are exceptions
as with every wannabe steadfast ruling
but on the whole
and in general
not only are we pigs
but inconsiderate ones at that –
how long will inequality be allowed
how many rapes must you endure
how many loveless marriages
complete with an occasional *** whooping
must you of the fairer ***
live through
before you stand up
and take the reigns
as they only sit, idle
waiting to be taken
as it is fairly obvious to me
that no one is really driving
this ship –
Sam Temple
Written by
Sam Temple  Oregon
(Oregon)   
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