Tim caffery (02/09/1978 / San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, CA)

No man will ever take you from me
I have claimed you to be mine
It is I who will rend the food from your plate
The hair from your head
Your children from your breast
I will declare you widow as I see fit
I will penetrate your womb with my essence
You will know I am above you
In you
I will tease your heart that I am leaving
You will bow to me when I stay
You will teach your children,
I spare,
To do the same
I am not your god
But I am that much more than you
I will allow you to beg
And weep
I will make you do both as I choose
Your daughters will service
and suffer
My endeavors
You will pray for their success
They will obey
Know me woman
Know me well
For when I come to you
I hold no secrets or mysteries
I possess you
You belong to me in such a way
I need no inventory
No casualty list
For you are simply mine
When I rest
You will replenish me
You will raise my ranks
You will fuel my desires
Know me woman
Let my ways be the ways of your womb
Together we share in this heritage
Though I may be silent
Woman, you will preach me
Ressurect me
Know me woman
For when I come
I come for you.

Tim Caffery Sept.11,2011

(Statistcally, since WW2,50-60% of all casualties, of all wars, have been civilian women and children. Pres. Obama even cites this FACT in his Nobel Peace Prize speech yet expanded wars under his regime.)