Not called the fairer sex

for nothing. Equality

seems to be a female

concept in a world where


testosterone is worth

more. The nurturers of life

are degraded, disregarded

as being weak. The truth is


that an egg has a strong shell

and the earth mothers love is

a fierce yet compassionate

force to be reckoned with. When


the sisterhood revolts, the

world scorned by the sins of

mens bloodlust control will

weep for their impotent souls.


©Jacqui Slade



The sad malicious monger

always has an opinion

and an enthusiasm

to salivate over shit


that they know nothing about.

They will spread it willingly

and try to poison your soul

with their jealous vitriol.


Their forked tongues will bite you hard

They hope that you will be weakened

by their ugly disdain and

venomous empowerment.


Their only orgasms come

from trying to ruin lives.

So hold your head high and laugh

their bitterness will fuck them.


©Jacqui Slade


The problem is I’m tired

I’m tired of your game.

I’m tired of hurting

and always being blamed.


Im tired of you treading

on my soul and heart.

I’m tired of my feelings

being torn apart.


Im tired of loving

you don’t appreciate.

My whole spirit’s giving

and you just give me hate


Tiny little pinpricks

of your mental abuse,

over time have scarred me

your love is just a ruse.


©Jacqui Slade

The Abuser

Thinking fear invokes respect

the abuser knows no bounds,

with their sick morality.

It’s society’s disease


as it turns the other cheek

on the victim. Loyalty

is to the miscreant soul

who is the casualty of


a battered fantasist, a

family breaker of an

acceptable life of tears,

beatings and vile perversion.


It’s always the jovial

fiend who walks away unscathed.

Whilst the world is disgusted

at the strong woman who fled.


©Jacqui Slade