Virtue

I wonder if they teach us
To be ashamed of
Our libidos
So they can tear us apart
Limb on limb
Like beasts on a rampage
And devour the very essence
Of the innocence
That was once us

I wonder if they teach us
That there is virtue
In covering up in order that
They may rip open
The very fabric of dignity
To shame us.....

So what happens,
If I stopped believing
In being virtuous?
I guess I would have
The most powerful weapon -
Of knowing no fear and no shame!!
And the fool that I am,
I allow them access
To the inner recesses of my space
Empowered thus, I imprison my mind
And thereby keep myself from possessing it.......