The skin that's been blighted
A hope unrequited
exposing the roots of the rage that's incited
Well shown in the annals
Is the way things were channeled
to turn certain humans from people to mammals
A continuous tamping
Through misandric vamping
and the boxes created were brutal and cramping
Yet their voices still rise
In unending reprise
our response to their call shows of what we're comprised
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