MEN DO CRY!

Be a man and don't cry, they said
Be the sun to dry your falling tears
Bottle your egregious emotions instead
A man must learn to hide his affairs.

Is a man then a glorified robot
Emotions inexistent, pain locked away?
To take and give pain without a thought
His heart hardened, starting to decay?

We create monsters, repeating
Worthless words not worn down by time
The values of teary cheeks depleting
Replaced with men hurt for a lifetime.

We will weep if it makes us feel better
Our humanity retained. Our pain soothed
Not robots, we heal with cheeks wetter
We're humans without humanity reduced.

Bravedave©2019

- Bravedave