He knew what he was doing

A chemical test and “poof” nylon was invented

An experiment

reinforcing the fabric of social oppression

Created to run and disintegrate

A garment women could not live without

And without

public shame

perpetuating hate

The synthetic fibers becoming our nature to claim

As many pairs as we can afford

An end that must be met

God forbid they’re battered and torn

Without, we have every reason to fret

They run and there’s no turning back

Where are they sent to fray?

Why, filling the land and sea

with microplastics of synthet hosiery

Contributing to the waste and poison

destroying our planet

our minds, and our bodies

with every new invent