"To the amazing Man filled with warmest Charisma" Men hurt too
" I see your "daily grandeur of bravery" in a world that demands your efforts, I see through your silence and I understand that's the moment "your head battles with your mind with a lot of calculative measures".
Earth's cutest blessings, I see your persistent hands and minds, your sweet efforts won't be in vain,you are the one siblings calls on in their financial battles, you always risk your last just to give it all, you are the one the kids depends on, " Daddy I need this" Daddy I want Chocolate" "Man" a symbol of eminence and eloquence, An epitome of charm and care, see how you glow amidst the tempests! I am proud of you! A daring soul whom the world sees as "strong" laced with loads of "Willpower"(A fighter)
He's up when everyone's asleep with only one goal in mind; " Survival "
He stays up all night deciphering on how to make ends meet (A wonder human),
He scurries off in the morning trying to provide the needs of his family(A hustler's nozzle) He's constantly on a duty call,
He multi-tasks and delivers his own end of the duty perfectly! He isn't familiar with failure, so, he emanates his strength into it,
A master of bravery endowed with so much bliss.
He's the one the society assumes to be the "stronger gene" even when he needs to be "comforted", but he comforts himself nevertheless,
He tend to his wounds alone,
None can comprehend the weight of the burden he struggles with everyday, yet he exudes so much pride carrying them on his shoulders with enthusiasm like the unique eagle he is....
He's the one that the society tags "weak" when he couldn't stand the pain anymore,
He's the one that everyone looks up to for survival,
Everyone might be up in his face expressing their pain and how they got hurt, but he withholds his hurts and pains,
He's the endurer , he's the inspirer, he handles thousands of responsibilities,yet he's being given less accolade than he deserves, like a lion he dominates the jungle and protects his cubs,
Men hurt too, they go through pains,
Money to him is a necessity, because the world would tag him a loser without it, society would mock him and he wouldn't possess the charisma he should have. They would render his identity "useless".
So, every morning he is up on his feet, because he can't be seen as a failure,
He comes home most nights without money, but still wears that huge smile of "hope" on his face,I can imagine the guts you had to build" the scorching sun you had to strive under, your worn out legs that aches but you couldn't admit to.
I appreciate you, for the strong gaits you possess, for the " undiluted solution of consistency", for the awesome bounce back, you possess when the world throws tantrums your way.
©HerMixedMuse
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