Misogyny Poem by Pius Didier

Yesterday I wrote of the Gubbins
And the criss-crossing of the dolphins
These things we do guilelessly
I wake before the crimson rays
But my thoughts are not necessarily synonymous
As a woman of the black island
Living amongst misogynists
If I cannot account for my sellotape
The ebullient of my people
Is this not misogyny!

Its ten years down the line
Born in a family of vine
These things I vividly recall with nostalgia
A peasant girl in my apogee
What my father begun like a joke
A talk and now the poke
Everyday I frowned on seeing ships multiply
With his voice hoarse, endowed with reason
But my mom looked in aggression
For what echoed the oppression
I packed and joined my man
My eyes in dismay
Although it wasn't eccentric
Is this not misogyny

Six years in covenant
Submerged in operant conditioning
Everyday the gap goes widening
While my belly protrudes everyday
Every then is a prowl day
With what seems overwhelming
Who will wipe my tears
When lonely I remember
All about the amber
When it descends upon the chamber
For it has been hereditary ambit
Is this not misogyny

My elder sister is a trainer
Her own thoughts are edible
Whenever she tables her perspective
Their translation is incredible
Prejudgement is the bandit
Undermining our gender
That erodes the justice
And capsizes our laid reputation
Denying our being rights
Yet gender equity has been the subject
Who has the revelation?
If this not misogyny

Misogyny means natural hatred for women.Especially in a societal setting where women are oppressed. black island indicates Africa.