Misandrist Anthem

The time's come to fight

Tell your mothers, tell your sisters

Revolution stirs as the flames ignite

Must cast off chains from misogynist misters


Bear your shields of strength 

Sharpen daggers of reason

Our pain will travel any length

To make them see their constant treason


The sky darkens and the storm draws near

We won't be held down, we won't be restrained

Our eyes  glosseed with anger, theirs clouded with fear

This patriarchal regime cannot be maintained


And imagine what pain may cease to be 

If women would fight to set themselves free




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