I joined a so called mixed group I won’t name
With a hidden, no – overt objective;
Shrinking a handful of men was the game;
Several women would make it effective.
(Never had I encountered such excess
In women with whom I had relations;
During a long life some few I confess
Were serious, others great flirtations.)
I had heard and witnessed misogyny,
Challenged it as well, but this about men
Even had a name; I checked – misandry;
It sucks, but what should I make of it then?
Perhaps I will emerge a much changed man:
An admirer of Germaine and sisters
Now traduced, calumniated, what can
Be left? Align myself with my ‘brothers’?
A coven of harridans and harpies
Are on their way to seek me out I’m sure.
That’s paranoia - about what? crazies?
I just won’t go there – I’ll self talk my cure:
Are gender relations really so dark?
Wake up – it’s a local aberration;
Most women’s attitudes are not so stark -
Many won’t agree to my castration…..