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Boys And Men
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A Yellow Sunshine Night The boy dreamt of his father,
Between boys and men such
impossible expectations,
joyful boys with rumpled
hair crying for attention
Heart bursting to be
the little man.
'Daddy, look at me, I am just like you'
Men slipping away their emotional
core, resisting temptation to display
the love they have for their boys.
Holding fast to important things,
to work and career, making money
and cutting the grass. Taking care
of things, like a man.
'Daddy, look at me, I am just like you'
Such distance between boys and men,
flowers grow faster than emotions.
Expectations and demands, alliances
and situations to be addressed.
Locker room jokes, tenderly
pretending feelings are for
'sissies'. Rugged role playing,
modelling behaviour of the
tipped arrow of society.
'Daddy, look at me, I am just like you'
Things have changed, they will tell you.
Men can feel now. But we men, we
know the truth. The stereotype is
still pervasive and controlling.
A man must be strong.
A man must be brave.
A man must not love unless
he is getting laid.
'Daddy, look at me, I am just like you'
'Daddy, were you ever scared and alone like me? '
