Matriarchy Poems - Poems about Matriarchy

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...The outcome of this didn't come overnight, but soon folks noticed an increase in fights, a spate of new inventions, new and improved, flush of music and literature new. A jump in the birth rate as alpha males resumed their eternal chase for fresh tail, and women hungering for just such guys, it took the authorities by surprise. And as with Covid, they...

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...It took several weeks, but he quickly found a strange chemical to the water bound, clearly synthetic, so he went online, was astonished by what he didn’t find. There was no mention of such chemistry, no reports or formulas did he see, expect for theories from people called mad, the prickly people, who thought like his dad. They’d speak of such things, and...

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The endless fight seemed to come to an end, the toxic nature beaten out of men by lessons taught, and pressure from above, the masculine had surrendered to love. The action movie, no more to be seen, the bars and classrooms, ordered and serene, people declared that it was a new age, but to Lance Michaels, this seemed rather strange. See Lance Michaels,...

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Freely forming metrical mainstays poetic occasion to phrase the fairer and gentler sex, thus the following turns of phrase to bestow acknowledgement regarding wonderful wise ways of collective she who assays to create safe/secure home/ hearth as bedrock and fount of ample maternal duties tiredly sashays with keeping house receiving praise the second Sunday each May, her tired body sprawled on chaise lounge, perhaps basking in solar rays communing...

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