Me Too Poem by Narayanan Nair. P Perunthanam

ME TOO enjoyed
when you embraced
when others peeped
I cried, I was raped.

When you winked
I felt so annoyed
hence, I bewailed
I was raped and raped.

I am badly a victim
of my own rude whim
and to socially dim -
rapist I called him.

I have seen whores
on the sea shores-
once-the sweet hens.
jeering at lonely men

My aspiration wanes-
Can pheromone replace
testosterone for equality,
BUTTERFLIES the BLOOMS?