A Man Does Weep

Great are the pains in life, a job, friends, kids and wife… Needing to be alone to think, constant drip of the kitchen sink. Sorrows, struggles, fear and pain, things a man can’t show, no gain… If the truth be told man or not, standing alone, not a robot. A man can weep ‘till his insides ache, watch his children leave his heart does break. A man does shed tears no lie! I did, I watched my mother die… A man does weep when sorrow comes, the pain so great it surely numbs. I wept so hard my body shook, gasping to breathe my breath it took… A mother lost, a father too; a child has gone so far away. A life of hope that disappears, it’s hard to see another day… I still get up after I fall, each time but not for myself… Who am I living for? I sometimes wonder why not myself… And again I seek to be alone to weep…