MEN WHO CRY
To the men who cry
You’re not broken
You’re just man enough to admit that water moistens the dry ground which you’ve been tilling for years
To the men who wail
You’re not soft
You’re just wise enough to release the volcano rumbling beside your heart
To the men who retreat
You’re not a coward
You’re just smart enough to know that a rubber gun has to go backwards to go furthest.
To the men who cry
You’re not weak
Your just man enough to teach your sons that life isn’t just pebbles
it’s pebbles that shine because of the sea that washes above
You’re just man enough to teach your sons that they too can smell the roses
To the men who cry
Let no one ask you why