the world of man is simple

misinterpreting comical

i tend to mistaken dense as diabolical.

for mens intentions are written in the known

it is the world that assumes better

it is the masses that ignore what is blatant,

what is shown.

for men

their egos are their ruler

guided by the ultimate fooler

they deny this truth

and try to hide it,

by over compensating with defenses

speaking without value,

substituting it with obtuse

doltish lies,

polished

offenses.

but it is all a coy,

a red herring,

rejecting to understand themselves

dissect what they are carrying.

for men

they crave falling into order

with jesters, peasants,

and a ruler.

they need leaders

and they need direction

muting the desire for uncomfortable

a challenge,

introspection,

for the world of men craves

the all knowing,

but it isn’t real,

it is all for the showing.

they will pledge fairness

they vow virtue

ask me if they can decipher villains from

a friend,

for they won’t know what to do.

and for men,

if they are ever guilty,

deny deny deny

and the world will believe you.

a woman’s word is he said she said

a mans;

is end of discussion,

concise,

only spoken to be meant

thoroughly thought out,

delivered with power coherent.

that facts are laid out they are spread

and to men,

that are still reading,

do you comprehend,

do you get this poems meaning?

do you understand how your

misplaced anger equates to insults,

your masked defaults

transfer of your aggression

coded repression

do you understand what i am saying,

are you still following along,

is this comprehensible for you,

the words depicting why men

are so simple

why they cower

why they harm, abuse, assault

why they glorify a man,

they glorify a god

and all all they have to do is continue on

for this world is made for them

and for a woman to challenge it

she was this and that,

she was fallacious

gun aimed on all sides,

she was surroundued.

because for men,

irony will fly over their heads

they will storm kingdoms for rapists, assaulters, and predators

but fail to acknowledge the ones that live among them

for its easier to not a face to the name

have the anonymous to blame

for men there are too many layers

just like this poem

for mens intentions are written in the known

it is the world that assumes better

it is the masses that ignore what is blatant,

what is shown.