The day after the longest election of the Nasty woman.

I sit and wonder the why of things......
Out of my control, out of whack........
 Nov 9, 16.....a day to get through.
Out to nowhere, tucked in bed,
Head buried under the pillow.
Sunny skies, cold blue day.
Why do some men hate women so.
They want them helpless, subservient.
They want them for their own, to control,
to own, to master over. They want them.
They hate them, and yet possess them.
A strong woman a force to reckon with.