To confuse the women,
The men sent the homosexual,
Hid the executives dying,
Took the ad campaigns of flimsy dresses
To new levels of prominence,
Published a sports essay on male power
And the need to bunt a man to second in the bottom of the ninth,
Hid the minister’s heart attack,
Hid the CEO committing suicide,
Displayed ships, guns, bombs of slaughter,
The sacrifices for the sake of the daughter.
Oh a great conspiracy,
This mask of masculinity.
To confuse the women
The men invented professors, poetry
And laboratory Christmas parties.
Men sent the innuendo,
The sack of Rome, love, the George Washington bridge,
The furry, purring tom called pussy.
The weary humiliation of earning and hustling,
The crumbs of pride and desire,
Were hidden in tall buildings,
Were thrown into the prairie fire
By large groups of singing men,
Who get up to get up to get up again;
Men hid the superficial, the despair
The inebriation, the passive self-love,
But advertised feminists, in great misery,
Confessing women always held back, fearing
A strong woman would offend a man,
Or offend a woman. Men made sure women
Feared rape from all of them, feared
Their power, which they said was real,
Sending in men of every sex, and finally, the child,
Who every woman wants to steal.