When a Man Cries
We are strong and may be brave, We
keep our Emotions locked in a Cave.
As we were young growing to a
mature age some of our Fathers
stayed to help raise, While other
Wannabe fathers left far far away.
We may be lost flying through thick
haze and pouring Rain, Some of us
just search for a nurturing embrace.
We are referred to as Dogs and that
we are all the same, We go through
Hell and beyond to prove that we are
not that mislead stray.
We endure countless Battles as we
travel through rough terrains, At
times our tempers get the best of us
and fuel our Hearts with Rage.
The song of a Woman's Voice seems
to calm our inner raging Beast, At
times we are rejected when we're on
a bended knee.
It takes a lot for a Man to cry and
when we cry we look towards the
sky, We look for answer asking for a
sign.
When a Man cries we sometimes
choose to hide, Cause we can no
longer deal with the Pain inside. ©™
By : Shawn Munoz
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