Men Of Men & Me Poem by Dakota Ellerton

The name of the game
get the other on the ground
don't stop til' one of us falls
without making a sound

I grab and I twist
but I make myself fall
like every other time
I've lost after all

I'm pinned on my back
over and over again
I curse and I cry
Oh lord, I hate men

they hurt me like a beast
and wound my beatless heart
take my last breath away
this is the worst part

It's not the fall that hurts
It's when I hit the ground
you say you'll always pick me up
whenever I fall down

men you are cruel
you lie and use
It's not the way all men are born
but a way of life they choose