As men we do not cry,

we fear our tears.

Every tear we drop,

only covers the wounds of our lives.

While the injuries of our lives,

uncover the weaknesses we try to hide.

Every tear we drop,

doesn’t clear our cries.

Every tear we drop,

only flows to the skies.


You can water a plant today,

but not for tomorrow’s growing.

So to keep our destination walking,

we hide our tears from society’s knowing.

For why should we cry today,

with yesterday eyes?

Until we see better,

we shall see the need to cry.

Until we feel better,

tears of joy shall decline.