He can be loud and proud
He can be quietly spoken
He forges onward
Untamed and unbroken
It's so hard to be the man he wishes to be
In such a confusing world of unclear
A good man a weak one a strong or weak
The prospect of failure can fill him with fear
The balance of power
Has been so secure
For unnumbered years
The feminist endure
Does he declare his intent
To the fair one of his choosing
Does he hang back to risk
His forever losing
It was tough to be
A femme for so long
Now all this talk of equal
Makes him feel wrong
The man of today
Walks a very thin line
In my eyes he is wondrous
He is so very fine
Saturday, July 7, 2018
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