spoiled men

draft

There are all kinds of men
As you know
Young men old men
Wise men judgemental men
Jealous men,  
Friendly men, sportsmen
Kind men
Stupid men (though it hurts to say it)
Hardworking men, lazy men (of course)
Short-sighted men, visionaries,
Then there’s spoiled men

Spoiled men want it both ways
Spoiled men want what they can
And what they can’t have
Spoiled men want it all 
They may not want everything
They want only what they want
They want to satiate their desire
They want to instruct
They want to be obeyed and respected
Desired and feared
They want to be loved 

They also want to love
They want to chase, they want to obey,
They want to be commanded, 
They want to be saved

Theirs is a life of sad contradiction
Humble beginnings and humble dreams
They are simple
They want both sides of the moon
Sunrise sunset
They want the rise and fall, the ebb and flow

They chase the waves, the wind
For tsunami or hurricane
Yet they desire the feel of firm earth 
Beneath their feet
They long for the world which is their oyster
And suck from its teat in free flow
Mouth clamped shut and never let go 

They could be young daddies, old daddies
Could they inspire daddy love?
Come to papa, could they truly love?
Be careful of men
Sometimes they think too hard down below
And not enough above