They say real men don’t cry,
Growing up I heard real men don’t ask, they take,
I kept hearing this, but never got any answer when I ask ‘why’.
Boys like me learned to be fake.
Real men don’t blah blah blah,
the list will keep going on,
Raising us right or bringing us down?
Molding us into Kings,
With a throne of multiple personalities.
Who weep before the mirror confessor,
Because how a weak man will handle responsibilities?
Keep pretending to be okay,
Even when not.
You should at best be angry but never sad,
As it is effeminate. (What an irony)
Encourage fellow men to shed those mute tears,
That never drops.
Beyond that tippy tear of an iceberg,
You will find the “real man’.
– Mahesh Mali
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