I cry sometimes
I consider myself a man
So strong and determined
But I cry sometimes
I don’t know why but the truth is
I feel even stronger than the macho ego
After I have shed many healing tears
Why shouldn’t I cry when
Earths influence shocks my conscience.
For a tear shed
Goes with stains
And comes the purity in spirit and self
Go ahead and cry
Wipe the stains in your noble heart
Cut away the rightful rage
Compensate the sorrows with gifts and tranquillity
Paint your heart with hopes and dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.