A Light Poem Poem by Abdul Wahab

In many oriental societies of us
There is a belief that woman cries
Either to hush up the faults she makes
Or tries to win out of sympathy a heart of a man
Believe me I do not believe it at all

And I do not love to cry and the reason is not that
I want to cover up my tender side
Nor want I to show that crying is girlish
And to face the challenge is heroic
Under pressure never to break down is manly and I am a boy
Believe me I do not believe in doing blasphemy

But I never console a girl or let any one win my heart crying
It is not that my heart is stone hard and I am cruel
But I do a favour inspiring them to cry with content
As it would help them to come clean and start things anew
While I laugh and get the benefit of the word's best medicine.