What if it happens?

It would leave a place to think.
Serious reason would show up.
If he was the last male standing,
In the midst of female beings,
Who still has need of love,
And the spirit of sharing nothing.

The following morning, him alone.
The only hope have been discovered.
Uncountable voice would be all around,
Chanting his name outside of his place,
First comers knocking eagerly on
His door asking for sharing his kin.

Late or soon, rough talk would begin.
Cute and beauty would start to boast loudly,
Big hips and flat tummies doing the same,
Sagging boobs would leave the way for firm,
Long neck would curse dwarf head bearers,
Hugging inner thighs would be an insult,
Deep curses would be piercing like spears,
And supremacy would become a trump.

Inside the house the praising rythm,
would loose the beat and forget it's patterns,
The strength of manhood can perish,
The desire of having a pretty woman in bed,
Would be wiped away with the snap of fear.
The tide would stay unceasingly for the waited,
Reality would have crossed a wrong way.

The thunder of amazonites would break in,
Only to leave the door lying doing in pieces,
Strongest of them would stand in front of him,
Faking a smile as if she is asking for a tip,
And whisper silently" you're the only hope,
Can we please have your seeds in us?".

Standing leaning on fear's shoulder.
Eyes would dart through the window only,
To see an endless queue waiting for semen,
So that they conceive and raise new men.
In other to multiply the males and cease
The strike of extension that surrounds,
The whole scope of beardless being.

Then cold tears would roll down the check,
Brain would accelerate thousands times,
The heart would desire the lost norms,
Where everyman had his own woman,
And love was the deal between two souls.
The desire of cheating would be an abominable,
But it would have been to late.

He would regret why he cheated on her,
He would curses himself for not being loyal,
He would hate his infidelity and disguise,
He would wish someone to pinch his rib,
That he wakes up from the terrify dreams,
Where he stood alone to satisfy all ladies,
He would know why one man deserve one girl,
And swear never to envy again after he wakes up.

Comments

  1. You're some type of a thing I never get to understand!
    why could God give every talent I need to have all to my best friend koko?

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  2. But you've got him( your best friend).
    Thanks anyway.

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