Woe is a She

Cursed of heel
Suddenly we stand upright
Darwin explained
With a Nod and a wink
Siren song meets alarms of World Police
Banished is she
Yet still needed at present
to reproduce more clouded minds
So bring on the leash
lest one blind an eye on the well
when we become thirsty
a wake-up call from Hell
where children die in famine
And mourning becomes Electra
Thank you, Eugene
Oh, Kneel
Before him who wears the necktie
He of the Holy collar at the abortion clinic holding the
"Murderer" sign
She shrivels in despair
after the killing of her unborn
As an STD swallows Nietzche's mind
If one dies another will become
Defending ours as the only right
With sticks and stones of all our logos mustered might
Genghis Khan or Galbraith or Catholic children
Choose your weapon
Do unto others
Do for ourselves
Rise up Marx cries
As the Berlin Wall tumbles and so be it
Soviets split, another Bolshevik dies
still we find ourselves in bread lines
with poverty rampant
an AIDS orphan surrounded by flies
and aliens soar the skies
the woe of men
with idols of gold or earth or more trophies for polygamists
with a 50% divorce rate, fewer now have wives
Like the night the Amazons died
Giants once roamed the earth
A mightier race of men
Oh, the maze of the mind
Mark of Cain we find
Maize of Corn
Sheep shorn
Beings torn, blind
Suffering in-kind

(c) 2008 from the Backporch Philosopher:  In the Theatre of the Absurd