It’s sometimes so tough

It’s sometimes so tough
To live happily in a world
That demands from you
That you will have to be
The wife
Or mistress
Of one or handful of them!
They so hate those
Who have the audacity to walk
On their own
Without hating men
Yet not needing men
nor wanting them
As essential part of life!
Sooner or later
By their lecherous way
They make you furious
But happy that you did
What you did
Stayed single in actual sense!