State Of The Gender Address Poem by Andy Barrette

When I see the state of the male gender,
I can't help but grieve
for our meek, unknowing, sweet surrender
of which we can't conceive.
Though now I know, I loathe it so,
the heart of woman-kind
that reaps all faith that men may sow,
breaking our souls with time.
While certain we deserve much more,
I know god did his best
to grant us all he had in store
and leave us happy with the rest.

All that I can hope to gain,
from this life that I lead,
is immunity from all the pain
born of the love I need.

(07/09/09)