Ought To Be Man
Didn't see him weeping after ten,
he wants to become a man among men.
As the moon wakes at night,
he remembers his childish sight.
Waiting impatiently for the hairs to grow on jaw,
the Adams apple sounds a little bit raw.
As the sun sets under the burden of responsibility,
the society demands mascularity.
The differences Lord made to embrace,
seem more like a social taboo to chase.
The male ego and the rage,
they say it's all common in teenage.
Copyright © Shruti Bhute | Year Posted 2023
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