Endangered Species
I am an endangered specie,becoming readily extinct by the day.
There are few and far less of us as time is ever so clear
one day,alas,the whole of us will surely disappear.
Men,without flaws or granny glass spectacles
are taking command of my generation by hand
Well equipt with abs of steel
The little man gets pushed aside and it becomes
ever harder for our biceps as we,inevitably,get pushed over there
As a fading breed of shy but honest and ernest
The rugged mountain sides are only for them to trottle unto
There is no room for the timid and week.That much is a certainty,my friend
So what!!Writing poems is all that I can convey
But,men,beside..will just toss them all away
Women(of the Beautiful sector)want only the strong and tall
For me,of such timidity,it really does not matter(only just 5ft and 7inches small)
The World,today,comprises of the machismo and slightly gay
There is no room for the dweeb,inside and outside,of this tiny little soul
Towering Males and Females usually sit beside their own with pride
How many of them,is insurmountable..it is quite impossible to sit quietly and
count
They outnumber us,by a margin of one billion to 20
We,the endangered and Lonely must fend
Excuse me,though,if I end it right now-
FOR I HAVE SAID QUITE ENOUGH,ALREADY!!
Copyright © Brad Travers | Year Posted 2006
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