They say he is a MAN
For he has never had a tear in his eye!
His tremendous esteem never let him cry
Yes he is a MAN they say!
It is true that he did not cry
When he tipped and hurt himself by a brick!
It is true that he did not cry
When his favourite car fell into the ditch!
And when he fell too hard in love
And his heart broke ... to the world he did not cry!
On seeing her beloved flow tears of seperation
His heart did not fill his eye!
From her little daughters' first smile
A tear did not happily approach his eye
To the time when
He saw his child go far away .... miles and miles ...
He still had those eyes dry ...
Fake... false... these are all lies!
To him it is merely an imposed attire...
The room he entered with a lush of pride
Was filled with regrets and mourns inside!
No I say
He never was a real man!
He was just a piece of iron or steel
Which only to his master flame did melt
In darkness... the companion of his dread!
Real men do cry
They express ...
Their eyes do they never hide
Within the muted darkness of the night!
Yes real MEN do cry!
