have ye ever stopped to think…

about anarchy and feminism.
the latter would sell yer soul, for a deeper cause, just.. because.
while the ardent feminist would curse yer soul If ye got yer hole, from the enemy.
while deeply envying Lovers,their lifes unfold..to a state of alchemy:
of nigh on hatred for the opposite sex.
Their lips unkissed,their genitals unflexed.
till all of a sudden..their deeply in love !

and the rest of us are freaks, to be tweaked,even though we knew the score.
reached out and ignored,oh what a bore!
well im sorry, I might not Rub yer feet,darn yer socks or braise your meat,
I might ask, at this age for equality,all the worlds a stage to Normality.

and you my mighty trotskyite,, with your many sylabble words, what aye seem right.
a lecture here, again then there.how surely you asserted.
but look deep doon, and see me here, the preachingly Non- converted.

so the moral o this wee story being,
I need No conversion.
cos im free and i wanna be me..
what gave you the wrong impression.??