Men Bleed a River Before They Cry

A knife stab on a man Hurts as much on a kid He has to remain mum A brave face to cede A woman on his side, on the other a son Two souls to shield, emotions never freed He has strength to lift a tonne And more to make his tears recede He holds the tears back like a dam When his boiling anger feeds His heartbreak may have no span But he won’t flip a lid Lucid is heartbreak to a woman It is heart dust to a man crushed to plead A moon ray in the absence of the sun Sparkles a tear drop on his eyelid When the world looks away he becomes human Allows his tears to flow and dilute his bleeding He knows crying a river killed no one But bleeding a river did