The Animus

The Animus and the Yang.

By Ross E F Lombardi .

(a straight man)

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I am a straight man who has a problem with all other straight men.

I am not a bigot as such,

Or maybe I am,

I am not totally sure…

…But there is definitely a bias against us all.

We are a needed poison but never the cure.

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If someone calls me a “Good Man”

It feels like an oxymoron.

The male energy is a slaughtering weapon,

A bloody knife.

Or Gun,

The male energy is just yet another murdered wife.

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If they call me “Good”

It feels like an impossible lie!

The male energy or Yang is only a hot white flame,

A bright shining darkness in me that makes me sad.

A burning destruction,

And nothing but bad.

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Every straight man here has dreamt and is dreaming even as I speak.

Of harming another.

-….And I as stand here reporting this,

- Probably of harming me.

Every straight man here not only knows what I say is true.

But is eager to prove it.

Because that is what we are.

Harming others is what we do.

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If they call me a “Man”

I shrug and think “Guilty as accused”.

The male energy or Animus is only ever a weapon,

An ever-existing violence that makes me Bitter.

Just Rage and Pain.

And nothing better.

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As I look in the mirror, I also see in my eyes the shadow of every man that has ever been.

Every fist, punch kick, and rape in history is my legacy.

Almost every evil I have ever witnessed was done by a straight man, just like me.

My first memory is of my dad harming my mum.

Last memory, a nightmare,

- From this morning of other things since

- I have seen.

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Every evil woman was only made that way,

Because some straight man did something nasty to her,

Destroying Whom She Should

- Have instead

- Have been.

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So how can I be a straight man and justify my existence at all?!

- All I can do is be a Grass.

A Grass that grows and shows the grave of every victim.

- All can be is a scruffy Stool Pigeon

Packing at the breadcrumbs and seeds like a winged city rat signpost.

- I can justify my existence as a straight man - as a witness.

A witness for the prosecution,

That condemns us all!