Miss Angry Or Misandry

I am subject to an atrocity

Yet I face it with full tenacity

My pride, a subjective audacity

I am perceived despite modernity

As a leacherous creature, such barbarity

An adherent of distrust and infidelity

Enduring, consuming all woes with full satiety

I do not know if my physical traits

That gives me such humanity downrates

We are all subjectively shaped by the fates 

Alas, my etiquettes, SHE fashions and dictates

Demonic breed, a race of oppressors she updates

Dispose and bring him down, she shouts and irates

But I have no thrones, empires nor any estates

I work hard, I have a job, all above, overates

I wonder whose job have I snatched

I ponder hard, whose heads have I detached

At school, I studied, passed and grew patched

Forged, I had ambitions I nurtured and arched

I outdid myself, I am proud though dignity parched

Judgemental and undesirably remarked

How mobs denigrate me while they marched

Alright, well tell me how and how much i owe you?

I am ready to compensate, first why this coup?

What eventually you want to pursue?

If you desire more rights, does that make me godly?

I grant your boons, you shall be my equal, oddly?

I truly laugh and find it to be ugly

I am a god, a man, a fellow very happy

So much fuss, so many treatments of misogyny?

There is one more word to add, misandry

But I am proudful and boastful, spreading misery

Treating females like lords did to the peasantry

You forgot, your papa is male too, a pleasantry

I wonder where you were infected with this bigotry

Albeit, mirrors have stopped this dissymmetry

Man and woman have worked concomitantly

And no one doubts each others efficiency

I am perplexed where you should be in altimetry

To adorn and enhance your male subduing tyranny

Outshining your aptitude and proficiency

See I don't fight, I spend my life vividly

Without any constraint or insufficiency

I again ask miss angry or misandry.