The Men Of My Life

Brother, father, friend, son, lover, or well-wisher 

Many forms they have: all expected to be a saviour. 

Men are mountains, men are rigid 

Men are cheaters, men have a beard 

And is that what men are? 

That he should be the driver of your car?

 I know not who let those stereotypes prevail 

Keeping men under that toxic veil. 

They have pretty smiles and heartbreaking cries 

But hide it all; isn’t that what our teaching implies? 

Why let them alone be the kings of responsibility?

 Enter the arena queens let share the burden with our abilities.

 Let's do things together: from fights to dances 

Equal give and take in household and finances 

Let's break the ice of poisonous prejudice 

Two halves of nature; hand in hand lets cross another mile

 ”wrong, evil, villain” are both men and women 

”Right, good, angel’ are both women and men.