My mother is in pain;
My dad is worried,
The doctor is smiling;
and my family Jolly.
There I was born;
‘A boy’ they said,
‘He is a man like his father’;
the burden is declared.
Green lush fields;
I run after the ball,
2 year old me;
Bumped into a ‘her’.
Running came the granny;
‘Say sorry to the girl’,
She is a she;
you ought to protect her.
The first day to school;
Dad left me outside,
‘Men don’t cry’;
The tears then settled inside.
Math is my enemy;
The girls in my class chuckle,
As I struggled to finish the sum;
what kind of a man will you become?
The famous girl came across my table;
the dining hall was full indeed,
‘I want that seat,
don’t you dare fight with me!’
I should get up;
I am a man,
I was supposed to leave the seat;
She was a girl, a madam, a queen indeed.
I was bullied, I was framed;
the college girls don’t like me,
they made a devil;
the boy that harassed the queen.
Omelette is on my menu;
The smell is Italian,
Trying hard to match the taste;
‘I want to be like my mom’.
Home making is fun;
Better than addition subtraction,
I did a wonderful job;
In helping my mom cook.
The pan is thrown away;
By a raging Father,
‘Get a Job,
You be a man.’
I am not allowed to choose;
Between marriage and Job,
That privilege is hers,
I am supposed to be her Man.
The lady ideal has now slept;
A deep sleep into the heaven,
My dad is stuck still;
Without a single drop of pain.
‘Wow! What a man he is’
I shattered near her feet;
The golden rule, then repeated,
‘Men don’t cry’;
And I jailed my tears, to be a man.
I could only be a ‘me’ around her;
Now I have to be man,
For she no more;
To let me be her son.
The burden is heavy;
My shoulders cannot will fall,
Let’s not wait for it;
I finally say, ‘I QUIT’.
The same stuck-still man;
Sat outside my room,
Looking up at the hanging figure;
‘You were not a man I assume’.
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Be a Man
Poetryit's just a Verse. I dedicate this to all my Male Friends, this is for all the boys who are forced to be a man, who have to prove to be man all the time, regardless of their wants, thoughts and feelings. This is to tell you that we understand, that...
