It tests your strength, your spirit known.
You'll face the storms, the wind's harsh blow,
And learn to stand, and learn to grow.
But "be a man," a phrase so worn,
It holds a weight, a burden born.
It speaks of stoicism, a mask of steel,
A heart concealed, a silent seal.
"Be a man," it whispers, "show no fear,
Let not a tear, a doubt appear."
But strength is not the absence of a tear,
It's facing fear, and holding it dear.
"Be a man," it shouts, "be strong, be bold,
Be brave and fearless, stories told."
But strength is not a muscle's might,
It's kindness shown, in day's pale light.
"Be a man," it begs, "be tough, be hard,
A fortress built, your own reward."
But strength is not a wall so high,
It's vulnerability, with open eye.
So "be a man," but know this truth,
Be kind, be brave, be honest, be smooth.
Be gentle, strong, with open heart,
And let your spirit, play its part.