Left behind, having been forsaken in results of other
people taking precedence over self, falling over some-
one whom they think is going to love and marry them.
When in reality, they are only in the game of collect-
ing women's love and adoration to feed their egos, not
caring they are hurting them, putting bonds between them.
Excuses abounding, none of them valid as a man stands in
the puddle of his lust, hurting women under the guise of
helping them through vulnerable times in their lives.
That's the only prerequisite a man has, to prey on defense-
less, hurt, vulnerable women, saying they're helping, but
are actually preying upon them, a disgusting trait to be sure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem