Rugged Man

So it has been said To live the life of a man Is to show no feeling But I pose these questions Who has said this? For with this person I wish to converse And where is it written? Guide me in that direction Across the expanse of time Man has endured his many roles: Hunters on the prairies Devoted disciples to their Messiahs Fighting gladiators in Roman arenas Mighty pharaohs adorned and worshipped Protectors of the home Victors over the battlefield Cowboys during the wild west Bikers in the desert terrain We have filled our assigned duties But somewhere along the way In the evolution of man Some translation has went astray…………………………………….. (pause) Come closer……………………………………………… (pause) And hear a man breeaatthh Pace your head upon my chest Listen to my heart thummppp Slice my skin Watch the blood slowly oozzzeee Burden my back And surely it will snaaapp Give me a chance and you will see I have muscles But a heart as well Man is not of stone But of flesh and of bone I will wrap my arms around you To provide safety and warmth But where will I turn in time of need? And never, never, let them see you cry Remember, To gaze upon a rugged man Is to see the hair on his face Sweat on a creased forehead And a will that won’t break But consider for a moment, Seeing beyond what you have Been conditioned to see Look past the exterior Into the depths of his soul, You will see what I see So I ask again, Who said that a man Has no feeling? Where is it written?