Dear Single Ladies,
I am a worthless loser, genetical dead-end
A stupid little gooner whom no one can call "friend"
A broken little cogwheel who fell from the machine
A dirty little cockroach whose cravings are obscene.
And yet there is within me a light that must be shone,
A message that is holy and must be carried on,
I'll put it on my tombstone before I go to ground--
"I never stopped believing in love I've never found!"
I ask of you dear ladies, what is a loveless man?
A fruitless, drying sapling whose growth hardly began
A statue never sculpted, forever trapped in stone
A solitary snowflake, that fell to melt alone.
And still I hear you saying "where have the good men gone?"
"About those pesky incels, what ever could be done?"
A bit more shaming language you hope will set 'em straight
But the response to hatred, will always be more hate.
I'll never stop believing in love that I can't find
Because I feel it burning inside all womankind!
I dream your fiery eyes when our shy glances meet
And when I pull you close, our hearts as one heart beat.
Hand in hand together, we'll travel far and wide
We will seek out the places where love has been denied
And if you fancy joining the twinkling stars above,
My lady we will go there! Ascended by your love!
...Alas we must awaken, to face the truth of life--
I'll never be your husband, you'll never be my wife,
I'm father to no children, no daughters and no son...
I never stopped believing. Your love just wasn't found.
Hugs,
- The Incel