Sunday, 6 July 2025

AND IN THE END WE’LL KNOW


Betrayed but never trumped 
there was never the test we all could reply to 
we worked

we sang

we shouted

wrote letters to the editor

we voted


but

nothing worked

the guilty never

apologised

they got their staff

to express

what they themselves

could not admit

snickering in the game room

priding themselves

on winning the game

whatever and whenever


they are not the rich

not the privileged

not the prized

or prettiest

not the ones who spoke

on stages

in white shirts

not the factory owners

the doctors or the winners

at soccer or hockey

or chocolate factory owners

not even Scrooge


not those we wrote about

in great adventures

putting their lives at risk

trying to control the monster

not the handsome movie star

the tap dancer

or composer of symphonies


these are not to blame

entirely

they are the ones

who wrote the patriarchy

and blamed the witches

those who built muscle

on misogyny

who claimed every voice

a lie if it didn’t praise

the war against the mystery

of life.


Friday, 4 July 2025

From Religion to Compassion

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iZ7IAhLLw28






Misogyny And Mental Health

 


Would it be trite to say hate is the seed for violence?
Who do you hate?
Men? Women? Children? Animals?

Does the colour of your flesh
dictate your mental health?

Did you spend ten years
in a classroom
with your arm raised
until it ached
because your teacher refused to acknowledge you?

Was that teacher a woman?
Did your tight lipped teacher
sound authoritarian?

Were the male teachers relaxed
made jokes
loved getting laughs
as though he needed you
to like him?

Were your feelings
generally the same throughout
your school life?

Was your mother loving
was your father too busy to bother
with you
or
did you learn that a woman's voice
was simply a temporary
thing to endure?

soon you would go to college
where all the teachers were male
who dismissed the ideas
of female students?

Did you pick up the deep tones
of prime ministers
their short rebuffs
the attitude of ridicule?

Did the dulset tones of authority
make you feel
as though you were rising up
to the adult world?

Was there a time in your life
where it seemed
masculine was natural
and feminine temporary?

Or did you just seek the truth?