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Saturday, February 16, 2013

What Be Thine Breaking Point, Women?


A man kills a woman somewhere in the world today.
What matters, the means, by which he does what he may!
He killed a woman, the life giving center of the universe...
By what rip in the fabric of reason is the impetus for this curse?

Nature placed within women the desire to, generally, seek men to date...
To be drawn toward certain men, whom with, they might mate.
Thank the universe's grand plan for continuation of the species...
Because, unbelievably, why do women put up with men's twisted miseases?

Men's aggression's, their obsessions and their regressions...
Why would a woman want to make a man one of her possessions?
Men are war-like beasts of burden, misunderstood creatures of delusion...
And even their own parents cannot come to a right conclusion!

The medical professions of this world we all live on today...
It needs to gather together and decide to fix men's need to flay!
Guns and war and violence and rape and torture and bombs and gore...
How much more destruction can man bring to an earth crying, "No more!"

And the women... oh my, the women of this broken planet of suicide!
When will they finally decide enough is enough of the female genocide!
Let me live long enough to see human kind rise up from derision deep...
Before women start slicing men's throats in the middle of their sleep!

RLJ

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