My eyes they water
Tears blur vision
Eye sight is not very clear
I close my book
And set it aside
As I try to peer
I know I am crying
This wonderful release
So rare a find I have
Very rare I can feel it
Or even express it
And the deed, done by fiction, has
Crying is something I dare not do
For being a man, it's not right
For I was raised to believe it was wrong
But now that I am crying
It makes me so happy
I wish I could burst into song
Just b/c u r a man does not mean that u cant cry...what makes a man? is a man someone who can stick a huge needle in his arm and not even flinch?A man is someone who can show what they feel w/ no shame.I wish other people I know would read this poem.Mayb it can put some sense in them.Sry 4 the long comment. ; )