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Sorry I'm A Man:

He stands there naked
A blank-faced label
No features
No face
He is not an individual
He is exactly what you make him to be

The product of your misguided hate
The product of your personal prejudice
Caught blind and shackled
Voice stripped and throat cut
On knees and hands
He crawls beneath a slanderous hail

"Let they who are without sin, be the first to cast a stone"
Then you must all be innocent, unblackened and pure

Instead what I see
Is not angel wings and a white halo
Instead what I see
Is your silent profanity
Twisted obscene mask of humanity

Beneath the righteous sword of a figure of justice
Lies a rotting core of devil's teeth and black smoke
Blasphemous abberation
Crooked mirror of lies
"Guilty until proven innocent"
Is what I see in your eyes

He is not an individual
He is exactly what you make him to be
He is the monster, the abuser, the criminal and the pig
He is the violent, the drunk, the pervert and the enemy

Care not for the fact that he is a person
For at his core he cannot be human
All are like him, carbon-copies
And in the end they are all the same

Thus we decree that they shall stand naked
With blank-faced labels
No features
No face
Forever condemned to bear a shameful title
We of the cowardly creed shall dub thee

-Chen Yuan Wen, 2nd October 2012
Please spread the word that bigotry is wrong by faving it

If you'd like to view the second episode of WordofChen Live to hear my reading and singing style go here: [link]

Author's Comment:

First off its very rare that I choose to write SLAM's not my style and its very different from the more refined image I prefer to portray. However, sometimes in life you see s*** that just pisses you off big time.

I won't really name names, but there are poems out there that seem to very focused on labelling men as perverts, criminals, rapists, thugs, bullies and walking balls of lust. However, this is incorrect. If such a statement were true then what rappers say about women (i.e. calling them 'hoes' and 'b****es') would be true, but we all know that it is not.

However, when someone starts creating poetry that only spreads a message of hate and it gets passed off as art. That crosses the line for me. I very rarely get involved in these sorts of things but for once I'm taking a stand.

JUDGE THE INDIVIDUAL, DO NOT USE A LABEL! Just because you had ONE bad experience with a guy doesn't make them all bad. Just because you dislike/fear men, doesn't mean that every man is an abusive alcoholic or a drooling dog that only seeks to satisfy his biological urges. WE ARE ALL INDIVIDUALS.

You wanna know what I do when I want to get a girl? (This is how I got my girlfriend by the way). I looked up her favourite song, "Man Who Can't Be Moved" by The Script. Memorised the lyrics and sang it for her because I knew she would love it and I wanted to tell her that even during the ups and downs of our relationship, I would be waiting for her back at that corner where we first met. We are still together because of this.

So please, let's keep art the way it is. Let it be ENTERTAINMENT. It should not be a medium to spread bigotry or prejudice about one particular gender. That is no different to a racial or religious slur. EVERYONE is an INDIVIDUAL, We are UNIQUE, we are not a STATISTIC. We do not fit into LABELS!

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:

P.S. Crew journal will be up in the morning, working on secret project for now

Other Poems by Me:
Where Angels Play Where Angels Play:

A lonely spark appears before me tonight
amongst the struggles deep inside of me...
Should I give in, will I breathe in?

How much more can I be forced to take
before my soul breaks?
Shards crashing into me
letting me know I am alive
If only
I am barely breathing...

The moon lights my pathway
deep in dark, where we will fade
I've walked past the archway
Where angels will play...

The warmest touch, upon my skin
Wings that glow with sacred light, from deep within
They have come to take me back, to where I've been
Gone away into the winds, my voice forever lingering

Do I alone escape this and find my peace
Why I Hate My Life Why I Hate My Life:

Despite the fact that I'm a trained professional
I have to work odd-jobs making deliveries on a motorcycle

The only girl who I ever loved
was just using me as a replacement

The only girl that actually likes me
runs a bar and took over my house

I don't have the guts to kick her out
so I end up sleeping at an abandoned church

I've recently picked up a strange rash
it hurts and I have to wear sleeves to cover it

My only friends are a guy that never comes out from a forest
and a girl that's always looking to steal the meager possessions I have

Everything sucks really
because the one person who cared about me
My Beautiful Filth My Beautiful Filth:

We'll start with the rose petals
scattered lavishly across the bed
A symbolic collage of my broken thoughts
like memories crushed and thrown into the winds
they lie where they fall, forever forgotten...

Tacks and nails shall line the floor!
A perfect representation of my painful steps
To walk forward was to suffer
to stand still was to endure
Like the insults thrown at me, like the physical abuse
they drive their way into my skin and remain embedded
Unable to be removed except by force

And now comes the masterpiece, the perfect finishing touch
A wall of words and photographs depicting my sorrows and greivance
Whispering to Lucifer Whispering to Lucifer:

Humans are such wonderous creatures
even when granted the gift of knowledge
They fall prey to their own insecurities
slaves to their own fears and paranoia

Such is the father's gift of free will...

Yes my lord, I understand
but do you not feel disappointment?
The great bringer of light has condemned himself to an eternity of darkness
simply so his father's children may roam free

Without adversity, there can be no acension...

Ah, such a philosophical statement from you
I am well aware that humans must experience both extremes
Without tasting joy it would be impossible to understand sorrow
Yet I fear that my

Other Literature by Me:
Mercenary 1-1 MERCENARY

Chapter 1: Blood is Beauty

Release One: Pages 1 - 3

THE COLD AIR in Baron Rorke's study did little to calm his nerves. He was expecting visitors this night and they were not the best of company. A shiver of dread ran down his spine and he spent most of the twilight hours staring out of a large window which stood behind his writing desk. It was amazing, he felt, how quickly a man could become attached to a life of luxury; only to be made painfully aware of how easy it was to lose it. War was always a frightening thing, even more so when one had the knowledge and sense to realise that it was no longer an exercise of glory, but a si
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Critique by Ininsaki Oct 2, 2012, 9:24:28 AM
You nearly bring me to a loss of words. I chose to write in critique because for this being a normal response would make my message very irksome to read. Plus I really want to you read how you impacted specifically me with this.

When I was rummaging through my DeivantWatch messages, hoping that my poem would appear in SongsNPoems, I noticed a different poem again, I would have passed it up entirely, and moved on, but something caught my eye about it: The title. I read it, and noticed that this was something I was definitely going to want to read, even if short. I removed the rest of my messages, leaving this one in tow with me, and decided to click it to read the full thing, since it's title alone had caught my attention and kept it.

As I read, I felt my self begin to cry internally. I wished I could have externally as well, to the point where it started driving me to the point of madness from the unending sting in my eyes. Even as I write this now, my eyes continue to burn with the wish to cry. I would, but I had forgotten how to a long time ago because of this cruel, concrete world.

I really wish that I had the ability that you have, where you can touch one's feelings so easily, just by a poem. How you can make one wish to cry from words. I cannot agree more about the entire poem. This easily made my favorites, and as I rate the Deviation, I could only wish that I could put six stars for Impact instead of only five.

You did fantastic on this poem. Absolutely fantastic. Thank you so much for sharing it with us here on :devart:
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The first thing about this poem that caught my eye was the opening. I'm not even sure I saw the title, but those first few lines shocked me in a way. You address the topic of the poem quite clearly and concisely by the twelfth line, as it can be seen that you are addressing the prejudicial judgement that is commonly passed on men. The imagery that you use is blunt, but it really allows me to get a good view of what you're describing in my mind! The two quotes around the middle of the poem were well placed, and add a feel of retrospect and dark irony. The closing lines summed up the poem very well, flashing back to the beginning of the poem and efficiently describing the faulty perspective.

Upon finishing this poem, the first thing I thought was that it seems to be an exact reversal on many of Taslima Nasrin's poems, such as "The Game In Reverse". I think that while it is important to have the wrongdoings of people made known and punished, it is always to negative effect to allow these wrongdoings to affect the image of a group of people as a whole.

Well done!
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thecoolegalitarian Featured By Owner Sep 1, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I love this. I've never seen someone who was able to so beautifully articulate what's wrong with the aggressive, hateful version of "equality" so many people seem to strive for these days. When I try to point out people's hatred towards men, all they respond with is "male tears." People take me even less seriously when I'm talking about men than they do when I'm talking about women. 

Also, I love your title. "Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates." That's cool. 
WordOfChen Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2013  Professional Writer
Thank you kindly friend ^^

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:
strofades Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2013
down with the patriarchy up with fedoras stop oppressing me i am a human being
killerlord123 Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2013
Very well said. We men are not all jerks and morons. In fact, most of us are nothing like that.
Florrosada12 Featured By Owner Apr 8, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Dude, I got to give you credit if you'll memorize your girlfriends favorite song. The poem addresses the issue of prejudice against men and really makes you think. I also liked the description piece. Hearing about this sort of prejudice really brings me back from believing that men don't have to face any social scorn.
PoorStargazer Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2012
You know, when I read through this the first time and reached the end, my mind just kinda subbed "man" with "Human." We are all persecuted in one form or another for varying reasons from minor offenses in our dress or language to major offense such as religious beliefs or sexual orientation.

We are all human, but in s many ways, none of us are human.

But, upon rereading, I can see this is not exactly what was intended, but I think I prefer, and am happy to keep, the meaning I had originally deduced.

That aside, as usual, your work delivers great imagery on a compelling topic. I look forward to the next live reading!
AntaresDrake Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Quoting something I read on the net.

"Not all men are assholes. The fact that you always pick up one, is something different altogether."
LexxieXD Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Like it. x3 Sends meh chills...and a little teeny tiny part of it reminds me of Slenderman. Sorreh, XD Had to admit that. :) But yeh, I <3'ed it!
JangoFettX Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Wow. Few people dare acknowledge the sexism and bigotry towards men in society. You not only bravely speak out against this ignored injustice, but you do so brilliantly and eloquently. Its very ballsy, at the very least >:3
Great work!
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