The man-boy is legion; he bestrides the globe
With an exterior semblance of a man,
Yet his claim to manhood is restricted;
To a phallic extension, elongated legs and facial hair
His currency is young oomph and lofty idealism;
Of assumed grandeur, hubris and conceit;
Hollow words of grandiosity, peppered with rhetorical love
Dominate his speech; where young females abound
His dressing is fancy; decorated with fictitious articles of bling;
Phoney jewelry, hired automobiles and lavish handsets,
All primed to impress and charm; unsuspecting maidens.
His antics of sophistry, grandiosity and façade of love;
Attract dumb nubile maidens in droves
Like a hurricane lamp does to moths,
Oblivious that an inadvertent encounter with;
The surface of the “hot” lamp is sure death!
The boy-man is no man but a caricature of masculinity,
An irredeemable coward; afraid of his own shadow
The coward in him arouses a woman’s love,
With no intention of loving her back.
Below the veneer of sophistry and grandiosity
Lies an empty shell; of an emotional swindler
Whose exploits leave in their wake sundry victims;
Once innocent maiden virgins turned emotional wrecks;
And children with no masculine identity!
With an exterior semblance of a man,
Yet his claim to manhood is restricted;
To a phallic extension, elongated legs and facial hair
His currency is young oomph and lofty idealism;
Of assumed grandeur, hubris and conceit;
Hollow words of grandiosity, peppered with rhetorical love
Dominate his speech; where young females abound
His dressing is fancy; decorated with fictitious articles of bling;
Phoney jewelry, hired automobiles and lavish handsets,
All primed to impress and charm; unsuspecting maidens.
His antics of sophistry, grandiosity and façade of love;
Attract dumb nubile maidens in droves
Like a hurricane lamp does to moths,
Oblivious that an inadvertent encounter with;
The surface of the “hot” lamp is sure death!
The boy-man is no man but a caricature of masculinity,
An irredeemable coward; afraid of his own shadow
The coward in him arouses a woman’s love,
With no intention of loving her back.
Below the veneer of sophistry and grandiosity
Lies an empty shell; of an emotional swindler
Whose exploits leave in their wake sundry victims;
Once innocent maiden virgins turned emotional wrecks;
And children with no masculine identity!