The weaker sex

We come to you.
Some, in lifelong love.
Others, in fickle infatuation.
More, in savage force-
As bestial as the barnyard
or the jungle.
Assuaged until the next rut.
Unable to accept
a blame deserved,
an ego bruised,
instead becoming
the destroyer of worlds.
Who, then, is weaker?

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