Feminism Kidnapped my Wife – A Poem

By Justin Cayce – 21st Century War Poet -

Feminism Kidnapped my Wife

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

The love of all my life

She’s married to the State

Who taught her how to hate

The men have all the fun

Maternal instinct gone

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

The worship of my life

I married her for me

So I could set her free

A statement wedding dressed

The children drugged, depressed

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

I promised her my life

The State took her away

Love, honour and obey,

They promised her the earth

They brainwashed her from birth

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

They signed her up for life

She’s in a women’s group

A sausage in a soup

Eugenics isn’t vague

The children are a plague

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

She’s happy with her life

Efficient to the max

A value added tax

Frogmarched her out to work

A mother shouldn’t shirk

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

Re-engineered her life

Invincibles don’t fail

Hard as a coffin nail

Derange, exchange and mart

Head must blot out the heart

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

The backbone of my life

Chained to the global sink

She hasn’t time to think

A hamster in a wheel

She isn’t paid to feel

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

The angel of my life

A re-adjusted brain

Designed to feel no pain

Resigned to do a job

She’s married to The Mob

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

I’d sacrifice my life

I was prepared to die

She bought into the lie

She lives life to the full

A population cull

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

They televised her life

Her troubles are all gone

Agenda 21

New job, new shoes, new comb

Lights on but no one home

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

They socialised her life

Those old men in grey suits

With inbred Darwin roots

Hell hath no fury warned

Another woman scorned

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

They kidnapped her for life

They took the children too

They’re monkeys in a zoo

In cages in a crèche

Indoctrination mesh

 

FEMINISM

Kidnapped my wife

They snuffed her out for life

They turned women galore

To weapons in a war

Dead fish go with the flow

But what do husbands know?