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...Now somehow she went to college,
though admittedly just a state school,
she was quite right from programming,
and like most she came out a fool.
Started talking of ‘patriarchy,’
claimed that all men were just rapists,
always said that she was ‘oppressed,’
I asked why her parents paid for this?
In junior year she then ‘came out,’
declared she was a lesbian,
though even with her girlfriend there
I noticed her still eying men.
When I suggested that she should
be herself and not jump on trends
she began screeching endlessly,
for weeks it went on, without end.
She clung to this for two whole years,
despite constant cheating with guys,
which brought drama with her girlfriend,
of the domestic violence kind.
Women spurned are a great fury,
two of them a form of pure hell,
any seeing my niece and her
knew that it would not end that well.
But to the close she insisted
she was empowered to choose her love,
only arrest for battery
convinced her that she’d had enough.

You think after all this nonsense
she’d calm down, and choose to mature,
but some can’t live being at fault,
and still more there was to endure.
Deciding she was straight again,
she set out to lock down a guy,
but as she went she was dismayed,
and soon enough my niece did find
that men look at a woman’s past,
place great stress on their loyalty,
that women with forty partners
were not a good bet for their money.
Sure they would take my niece to bed,
she’d never had trouble with that,
but not a one would marry her,
by her thirties it looked really bad.
Yet then my niece proclaimed loudly
that you 'didn’t need fathers' these days,
empowered mothers on their own
were proudly blazing a new way.
We tried to talk her out of this,
told of troubles that she would face,
how hard it was to raise a kid,
what likely would be that kid’s fate.
Like always, she didn’t listen,
went ahead and had a child,
now lives on welfare and complains,
blames men, and speaks of them vile.
We have little contact with her,
she is a living detriment,
thank God my daughter chose to wed,
escaped all this ‘empowerment.’
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