Toxic Masculinity

I wish I was a manly man, a poor man’s money monger, Making war and living for the day when I was stronger, Many men are making more than millionaires can squander, Many more are sick and sore but out the door they wander. What is practicality but just a word for sorrow, What you spend is sure to end but not before you borrow, Healthy femininity is bought for recreation, Wealthy masculinity is not my new creation. Failing men are sailing when they celebrate a brother, Sailing men are failing when they castigate each other, What you see is what you get when you are late to linger, Lesser men are glad to get the gate of every swinger. Toxic masculinity is not a match for mating, Logic is formality but not for salivating, Sonic sensibility is sleeping with a lover, Chronic femininity is keeping under cover.