GAME OVER.

dedicated to: Riri, Jamie, Kuulei, Ella, Bird-Call Friend, and any other girl who has been screwed over.

GAME OVER.

 

 

The male intellect is a complex organism

One half is designed to be

Loving, Romantic, Everything we need

While the other half,

The more dominant half,

Is manipulative, cruel, a nightmare

They do not mean what they say

They lie

They cheat

Always getting what they want in the end

But no more.

 

We are the victims

The hurting

The heart-broken

You are the poison

The toxin that seeps into our veins

Infecting us with your disease

Making it that much harder to breathe

Not any more.

You can’t hurt us any longer

We’ve injected ourselves with the antidote to your abuse

Smothering your poisonous disease

 

You are weak.

We are strong.

We are right.

You are wrong.

You will die alone

While we are loved.

We have each other,

You have no one.

We don’t need you.

Go play your games somewhere else

We are through.

 

 

GAME OVER.

 

Reviews

[Ella Emergency]

Is this a cry for a SAW night?
I think it must be...
GAME OVER.
I love your poem.

[A Simple man]

That was one heck of a powerful poem. Really enjoyed your take on how men act. Interesting, but enjoyable. The way you described the poison and the antidote seemed to fit the message you were portraying perfectly. Definitely one of the better, more powerful poems I have read in a while. Keep it up! :-)

-Simple Man

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