Ex Men
March 25, 2017
They were men
But with certain inclinations
Now they are woe-man
To much chagrin and derision
At ease with themselves?
Only God knows
They look happy and well
Strange how the breeze of life blows
If perchance I cross dress
It’s not that I’ve join their ranks
Just a fetish to relieve stress
Just label me, an old crank.