MEN ARE LOW LIFE SCUM

I KNOW, I WAS ONE

I dreamed of a girl named I-D-E-A

girl from another shore, raped

Pillaged and torn asunder. I want

To give her a voice, let her know 

That girl's aren’t pieces of meat

she’s hurting. I don’t why I picked

this girl my beacon of inhumanity.

She’s just a woman, not a plaything

to feed your cash flow, the pimp-

le will burst and your pus will seep

like a corrosive acid corroding

your world. 

Your a sick sad individual, 

politicians are letting 

this modern slavery 

take place. They are 

Doing their dirty work.

And you still vote, this is a bill of

Humanity to save women’s rights.

You are letting yourself be played.

Why are you fueling this fire?

Have a bit of respect for daughters.

These males are walking all over

You, stand up for your rights.

They are wrapping you around

Their little finger a true phallic

Symbol. These men they are

Animals you know who they are.

She might be a fictional girl but

She touched my heart she woke

Me up at four am, morpho-genetic

Poetry, the sense of another be-

Ing being there, I felt her pain.

Girl I am here for you, wipe these

Male predators of you know who they

Are cut them down to little people

And please don’t vote how are 

These men slipping through Iet

The wind of humanity chime.

let them in and you can't get them out.