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?
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