Misology

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Misogamy splintered,
Keeping mysogynist split.
Those with thoughts of misology
Can be said are those who benefit!
They are not commited to marriage,
Or what that union means.
Men today aren't what they were.
Neither are today's women dainty princesses...
Nor are they stay at home queens.
Turning our world upside down it seems.
Men hating women.
And women looking for good men!
Even though there are issues between them...
They still produce abandoned children!
And they become...
Misogamy splintered,
Keeping mysogynist split.
Those with thoughts of misology...
Can be said are those who benefit!
They are not commited to marriage,
Or what that union means.
Men today aren't what they were.
Neither are today's women dainty princesses...
Nor are they stay at home queens.
Turning our world upside down it seems.
Men hating women.
And women looking for good men!
Even though there are issues between them...
They still produce abandoned children!
And they become...
A group that's shunned.
Turning our world upside down,
For their own self worth...
In upheavaled destruction!
Creating debate,
That solicits hatred.
Spinning with cyclicity...
Misunderstandings that take place!
Revolving unsolved we are,
Misogamy splintered,
Keeping mysogynist split.
Those with thoughts of misology
Can be said are those who benefit!
They are not commited to marriage,
Or what that union means.
Men today aren't what they were.
Neither are today's women dainty princesses...
Nor are they stay at home queens.
Turning our world upside down it seems.
Men hating women.
And women looking for good men!
Even though there are issues between them...
They still produce abandoned children!
And they are raised like them...
Searching to find a reason behind
Why their minds are constantly venting,
With fresh venom!

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