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Male Tears

I haven’t processed half of what I should.
The constant state of man is such:
we shed tears in the dark, as understood
at five or so that even death is much
preferable to girlishness,
or what’s perceived as such.

We wander in the deadly wilderness
whose spirit quests were forced by other men;
the system justified, even while it kills.
We strip the song from out the wren,
the boys from out the men.
And pack the hearts in stone that chills.

And so do male tears collect, in clay fleshpots
in silence stored, inscribed with what it holds.
Written by Casted_Runes (Mr Karswell)
Published
Author's Note
I don’t know if this is still a thing, but at one time certain online feminists would drink from mugs inscribed with “male tears” (hence the picture) or bathe in tubs with such a sign.

I don’t dispute the justification behind that; I think that a lot of feminists were understandably hacked off with being told to consider men’s feelings and that “not all men” are bad, missing the point that worrying about men’s feelings and whether or not they’ll lead to violence is what women have been socially forced to do for a very, very long time.

However, the “male tears” concept struck me as a good basis for a poem about how men are not socialised to be emotionally healthy.
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