Fathers, brothers, husbands, sons

A war has been declared

And you are now the enemy

From which we should beware.

Your toxic masculinity

Has reigned for far too long

And certain vested interests

Will be happy when it’s gone.

The core of your identity

Is now under attack

As we celebrate the opposite

And stab you in the back.

Defenders and protectors

Of what we hold most dear

What will we face when those vital traits

Are forced to disappear.

Fathers, brothers, husbands, sons

To your own selves stay true

Don’t let them take your manhood

For your people, they need you.

Although you may be weary

The war is far from won

But now the world is waking up

You won’t struggle on alone.

You have an army of allies

Who’ll always be by your side

Your eternal defenders

Mothers, sisters, daughters, wives.

Bart 23