Dean Meredith


The Other Side - Poem by Dean Meredith

You say they lose nothing
But how would you know
Do you know where they come from?
Do you know where they go?
You fat little freak
Weaving words to impress
With your designer stubble
All clothed in correctness
Chez gay - man in a dress
You disempower your precious whores
For it is they who prey
On powerless loveless men
Those tattooed dispassionate dykes
Have total control in their
Calculating coloured claws
Those lifeless lonely men
Limp in like savaged sheep
Naively dreaming of affection
Herded humiliated and fleeced
They lose more than money
They lose their dignity
They lose their self-respect
They leave with nothing
They're all pawns
The guys
The girls
The madams are queens
The owners are kings
You fellow poet
Are just another piece
Prostituting your poetry
For political publishers
You are no better
Than any of them
For it's you
That they all
Completely screw


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, January 28, 2013


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