Devolving . . . ?
I remember the days not so very long ago
When a man was a man above his own ego
When trouble arose he would come a running
Like a knight in armour he'd drop his hunting
The damsel he would rescue, the fiends he would clobber
Make no subconscious mistake he was like no other
Toiling day and night for his family nourished to keep
Seeing the smiles in their eyes was his sole reprieve
Yet the new metrosexual knows no bounds
He simply wants his feelings to be sound
His facials must be updated, his hues must match
And watch out if on his car he finds even a scratch!
I must be honest and this is solely my view
For this new breed of man is devolving 'tis true!
Copyright © Fathima Dawood | Year Posted 2009
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