Chauvinism

The dribbling dews stored honey
The petals were unaware of it
Murmered the hungry bee
Kissed the petals, sat
To fret love-sick, suck honey,
To become meaningful
The flower drowsed,
The bee flew away,
Was it a search or research?
A quest to find the cosy?
Was it oppression
Or male chauvinism?
Was it to decry fanaticism?
Or oppressive feminism?
We hate dirge, action we  want.
Equality we want. 
Men and women are
The left leg and the right leg.
We hate chauvinism,
Jingoism,
And all such isms