Male

I wish to try paint the portrait of manhood Tinkle a Little For what else except humility makes humans angels? For being a man is hard but that's something I wish to become before my tombstone days Manhood The unexplained and unidentified phenomenon of etymology I've been told real men have a salvation in their touch Eyes with gallons of gasoline two matchsticks short And a heart filled with fire hoses and riot gear but yet still bonteous in the offering of love They have a chest of a dragons lungs And anguish that a lady with a bowl of cheese cannot satiate I've known men with hearts like these Their minds are made of diamonds Formed from constant pressure of the rigours of tied responsibilities Perhaps in a thousand years We will be diamonds from the dust For anyone is born male but not everyone is a man.