Groveling, 

Obeying a socially backwards, small-dicked bigot, 

A falsely pious man child who sees you as property, 

Abusive by default, as he, a coward, fears the world, 

Control makes him feel big, 

The smallest man alive. 

No man at all. 

What is your life worth as you spend it on your knees for one so foul? 

Nothing. 

And you have made yourself worthless by choice,

For no one can make you debase yourself for him, 

For a pathetic ego. 

You, a willing slave, following a false god, 

Canon invented by weak men to aggrandize themselves, 

When they are inferior shit. 

Real men have no need of it. 

Real women keep their own minds, 

And know real love.