The future is female,
I wish we can all get there.
Some say “All men are scum”,
forgetting how we all got here.
Every man did feel
the warmth of an unseen womb,
the salinity of teardrops
and the terror of an unknown tomb.
Every man should feel
the substance of scarcity
and the pains of a pauper
in search of economic security.
Every man would feel
the eagerness to be a hero
in another man’s story
at the risk of dying in ground zero.
Every man could feel
the cold hands of duty
pulling him to insure and invest
in folks with whom he has no affinity.
If a man could choose
to heal the world and hurt his soul,
without batting an eyelid
this would be his greatest goal.
Not a scum, he is a son,
a seed nursed in alluring arms.
He is a father, uncle and brother
created to be charged by charms.
© Adeleke Adeite
Happy International Men’s day to all the good, great and graceful men out there.
I hope this poem inspires you to say something nice about the men in your life…