The Triumph Of Maternity Poem by John Sensele

My culture is maternal
The linchpin of our succession arsenal
Where maternity is fact
While paternity makes little impact

When nephews their unclessucceed
With little argument to proceed
To ascension to a throne
Without the help of a dodgy drone

Paternity draws in its wake
When vigilant maternity all along awake
Stirs in a dainty certainty
To paternity's vanity

Thumped with a thud
Pundits call a dud in a stud
The piety of society underplays
While maternity doubt waylays and slays.