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The ancient men, They were insecure, Insecure about power, They did not take it, The rule of mom. After they forgot the source womb, They made all attempts to defame, Belittling every aspect of women, I am ashamed of how they became, Because in the end it is we men.
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 2:03 PM UTC
The Divine Conspiracy
The ancient men, They were insecure, Insecure about power, They did not take it, The rule of mom. After they forgot the source womb, They made all attempts to defame, Belittling every aspect of women, I am ashamed of how they became, Because in the end it is we men.
It's an untold open conspiracy. My HP Poem #1084 ©Atul Kaushal
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 2:03 PM UTC
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