They’re piling up.
2000 years of mostly male marauding.
A ton of mayhem, manstyle.
Two hundred Me decades.
An epoch of havoc, courtesy of Dad.
104,000 weekends made for Michelob.
A score of centuries in nomine patris.
100 generations answering to Pappy.
26,000 moons for the misanthropic.
One giant leap for mankind.
A splash in the river of time.
Twilight of the Patriarchy ® Poetry Corner