The Hypocrisy of Man

Yes, I am a raging feminist. I also really hate double standards.

You call your dragons your fire-breathing beauties,

and then hide in your castle of ice.

You sit upon your throne, ignoring your kingly duties,

while the citizens at your feet pay the price.

You call for your women to be classy, not sleazy,

but your weekends find you soliciting street corners.

You want your girls easy,

but no one ever gets to her in time to warn her.

You call a butterfly the most beautiful insect on Earth,

but then cut off its wings and pin them to a board.

You sell it to a collector like its beauty has monetary worth.

You wield a penknife like a scalpel but you call it a sword.

The duality of man exists in black, white, and gray,

hypocrisy exists in more forms than you could count.

The motives behind your actions are never one with what you say,

the darkness inside you is what you're about.

You want your women easy but chic.

You want your dragons dangerous, but not to you.

You proclaim the innocence of the butterfly, but skewer it at its peak.

Your world exists in black and white, while the shades of gray seethe outside your view.

The world changes around you every day,

while you exist in an unchanging state.

And those who rage from the sidelines and ask for their say,

are the ones you unthinkingly leave to fate.

But what one forgets is that dragons can easily turn,

and the woman can get out her knife.

Butterfly-net evasion can be easily learned,

and you'd be amazed and how angry and strong are those who live with strife.

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I think that this has a good foundation. You do very well with imagery, and use it to convey the contradictions in people. Were I to offer what I would want to be constructive comments, I think there may be some things to consider in bringing the flow along a little. You write well, and I enjoyed your piece. I sense that you would find some tweaks here and there that would elevate this even more.