DO YOUA Poem by Emmiasky OjexA poem on the negligence of the boy-child and total focus on the girl and the danger this may cause.
Do you see us when we cry?
When we try to hide our faces in the sand? have you ever thought it through, That these people might be hurt too Do we seem like we do not have pain receptors in us? Nay, we are born out of bone and blood We also feel the same pain you do Only that the would sees us as weak and your strong when we show it Do we seem like goats We do not need to be told “You are a man, be one” Will you tell these words to my boy when I am gone? Of course, I am a boy! Is that a curse? Can I not feel hurt as well? Or will you only notice my tears when I drown in the well Please look into my eyes and tell me It’s okay to be a hurt boy. From a friend that cares, ©Emmiasky Ojex © 2018 Emmiasky Ojex |
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Added on November 2, 2018 Last Updated on November 2, 2018 Author
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