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A Wasted Sacrifice
(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

A Wasted Sacrifice

Poem By white dove

The real men today are not recognized,
For who they are.
In fact,
Those who are real men today...
Are despised for who they are.
And barred from getting their just 'do'...
And attention.

A working man who does what he can,
And without complaint as he does this...
To provide for his family.
Is rare!
And hardly seen.

A devoted husband and family man,
Is not given credit at all...
For standing tall.
As other 'men' shy away from being accountable.
While away busying themselves...
Leisurely making excuses,
To play all kinds of self obsessed, seducing 'ball'.

You name it!
There will be something entertaining,
And selfish attached to it!

And 'these' are the 'real' men...
Cheating women bar hop,
To pick and lay up with.
As they both trade their self respect,
For two minutes of unsatisfying...
Discreeted, deceiving, disease spreading sex!

The real men today are not recognized,
For who they are.
In fact,
Those who are real men today...
Are despised for who they are.
And barred from getting their just 'do'...
And attention.

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