Do you thinks it’s just
Blokes
Fucked up on Stella
That beat their birds up all black and yellow
That violence is somehow only inherent
In hard labour and low income?
A doctor would never prescribe
A slow drip of pernicious words
To his wife
The third bottle of Bordeaux
No – a different kind of drunk
He’d never spill blood
‘Don’t worry, it’s just a wine stain’
The same pathology as
‘She just fell’
The same silent cry for help
Met by underfunded shelters
And a culture which ignores that
1 in 4 women are victims
Why not 1 in 4 men are villains?
Now –
What’s your excuse?
Did you take refuge between centrefolds
Which reinforce the notion that all women are whores
As it was easier than listening
To the beatings
Believing him
When he said that the reason she was leaving him
Is because she’s a
Cheating slut
Don’t be a weakly
Boy
Man the fuck up!
Smack that bitch up
When she says no
And know that the violence in this language
Can keep her
Don’t worry though
Even if it gets to trail
You’ll be fine
As 95% of women
Are liars
If this is a man’s world
Then men will have to change it