As preference takes its place
Loneliness is the safest way
In a culture dominated by rape
Painted on a landscape man created

It’s hard not to shield your pain
Grit your teeth in the smile displayed
This is nothing, if not a man’s world
Victimless, as we claim our girls

Have we raised a generation of rapists?
Or did we just reshape the mould
And fiddle the rules, until we made it fit
And leave her full of resent and hatred

Now the question of consent has been
replaced with whatever we say it is.

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