BEING REAL

Am I not a man because I get scared of small things?
For I jump and flee at the sight of tiny crawlers?
For I slip to dream with the lights on afraid of the dark?

Am I not a man for I love to do house chores?
Am I not a man for I choose to wear flashy colors?
I’m not a man for I love to wake in the middle of the night to feed my child?
Am I not?

Am I not a man because I let out my heart?
Am I not a man for I easily get hurt?
Am I not a man because I love plaited hair?
Am I not a man because I love doing my nails?
Am I not?

I’m not a macho
And I don’t pretend so
I’m not fearless
And I don’t pretend nonetheless
I’m just about being real.

Muzamir