Egg shells are steel if you compare their thickness to the ego of men as the most brittle becomes the firm when likened to virile now turned to gel
an ivory casing enclosing a child so much mature than what you’ll find when considering the alternative defined by the breadth of masculine
this latter found brittle under the press by the gentle gender thought to be weak the folly of assumption is the downfall of the conceited now under stress
tables are turned when the females address the ills too long embraced demanding accounting for the past sins and looking to futures without abuse
assertion becomes the long remedy against which the macho cannot resist with their intention to rule from above then finding their place on top of rug
consider the fragile when you progress pushing forward with remedies machismo more dainty then shells fresh from hens shattered when justice is at last found.
The poem “Egg Shells” was inspired by the movie quote, “Men are very fragile. They can get crushed down if you assert yourself in any way.” The sourcing movie is “The Love Witch”.