Poet
Men
We do sad
We do have emotions
We do sick
We do scream
We do laugh
We do miss
We do care
We do weak
What’s look on the surface sometimes doesn’t really beautiful as it seems…
Have you pretend strong although it is hard to breathe?
Have you miss your parents but still put smile on your face?
How many times did you lie to yourself?
How many times did you denial to your sadness?
How many times did you get fucked up but you stand still?
How many times you replied message to your mother that you tell her “I’m okay, life’s good” although you aren’t?
How many times you got rejection, injustice, but you still burn your cigarettes?
How many men that die in the war?
How many men are in prisoners?
How many men are in asylum?
How many men are in hospital?
Have you killed someone and holding a baby at same day?
Have you killed someone but it is just the recoil sensation that you feel after?
We do have heart…
It’s not okay, it’s necessary
It’s not our ego to act like this
It’s our dignity as a human being
