Maladapted Poem by David Welch

Maladapted

You hear them always screaming out
how they have no need for a man,
they have their jobs, their own money
and alone they can proudly stand.
They've bought into the idea that
women are no different than males,
and any difference that occurs
means all society has failed!
Then they get to their late thirties,
and two outcomes come into view,
ones who've realized their great mistake,
and those who double-down anew.
The former become so desperate,
but their choices are never great,
if lucky, they may have one kid,
but most of them never escape.
The later group gets more extreme,
insist their life was not a waste,
they die alone, and when they're found
their hungry cats have ate their face.
Meanwhile those who did not buy
into all the feminist lies,
go off and have real families,
it is their line that will survive,
their values that will be passed down,
their genetics that will remain,
their words that will be remembered
by those that have not gone insane.
Some may not like it, but I think
that these words must often be said,
feminism, as a belief,
is incredibly maladapted.

So many people say these days
that being gay is nothing wrong,
some even go and cheerlead them,
say they were denied far too long.
And while it doesn't make much sense
to harass of oppress such folk,
we'd all do well to remember
it is a path that brings no hope.
Because the cold, natural fact
that limits them always remains,
two gays alone can't reproduce,
the problems of this are quite plain.
The genes that make them what they are
generally cannot be passed on,
if you cannot create children
then your stay will never be long.
Even if they get outside help
the surrogate is most likely straight,
reducing chance it gets passed on,
the genes quickly will dissipate.
Why cheer on a lifestyle that
in the end just cannot sustain,
it seems a lot of effort for
something that always ends the same.
When the point of society
is to continue, persevere,
celebrating what's a dead end
seems counterproductive and weird.
We let such people live in peace,
but I think it must still be said
that homosexuality
in the end is maladapted.

You hear people thinking that they
can break reality with thought,
that thinking it must make it so,
I think we all have seen their lot.
The kids that think that they are cats,
and demand litter in their schools,
the ones with made-up ‘identities, '
they saw online and think are cool.
Like ‘demi-girls' or ‘tree spirits, '
and other sorts of nonsense crap,
worse still, the ones who claim they're ‘trans, '
in better times we all would laugh.
And while kids always play nonsense
it's elevated in past years,
the trans ones in particular
trod on a path that ends in tears.
What is truly a mental illness
gets treated like just some life choice,
we help them walk to tragedy,
when if sane we'd help them avoid.
They cheerlead a condition with
forty percent suicide rates,
encouraging a condition
which leaves these people to their fate,
and if they push it too far
with the surgeries and hormones,
they then sterilize these people,
never to have kids of their own.
Again the problem becomes clear,
they can't increase society,
their future and ours sterilized
for some sick wokist piety.
We cheerlead what brings only death,
biology has clearly said
you cannot escape what you are,
this make-believe is maladapted.

You see oh-so-many children
in a bad position these days,
coming out of these broken homes,
while so many people will say
that single parents are heroes,
you don't need fathers in the house,
we should embrace the new structures,
that's just the way that things are now,
the old ways were so ‘oppressive, '
family is what you make it…
these platitudes are everywhere,
and they're all a pile of sh-t.
You can see that in the children,
so many of them just aren't right,
poverty, insecurity
hoover around them like a blight.
The boys either go gangbanging,
turn to the hypermasculine;
or just become weak beta boys
to be trampled on by women.
The girls end up on stripper poles,
seeking male attention through sex,
no idea of their own value,
since no one was there to protect.
There's the higher rate of abuse
when foreign men come to the home,
high rates of criminality,
and beyond this, they'll never know
what a good family will look like,
since they're not seen it for themselves,
dooming their chances in marriage,
just perpetuating the hell.
break-down in functionality
scales up to the nation at large,
the people that we rely on
walk around with these unhealed scars,
so why has the world gone to hell,
I think if safely can be said
those broken homes give us people
who are badly maladapted.

Funny how one side of the political spectrum embraces all of these…

Tuesday, January 23, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense, political,cats,confusion,fathers,heroes,jobs,lifestyle,marriage,rhyme,suicide,truth
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