Men Do Cry!
Written by Ken Falk
I heard quite often “men don’t cry”
Though no one ever told me why.
So when I fell and skinned a knee
No one came by to comfort me.
And when some bully boy at school
Would pull a prank so mean and cruel
I’d quickly learn to turn and quip
“It doesn’t hurt” and bite my lip.
So as I grew to reasoned years
I learned to stifle any tears.
Though “Be a big boy” it began
Quite soon I learned to “Be a man.”
And I could play that stoic role
While storm and tempest wracked my soul.
No pain nor setback could there be
Could wrest one single tear from me.
Then one long night I stood nearby
And helplessly watched my son die.
And quickly found to my surprise
That all that tearless talk was lies.
And still I cry and have no shame
I cannot play that “big boy” game.
And openly without remorse
I let my sorrow take its course.
So those of you who can’t abide
A man you’ve seen who’s often cried
Reach out to him with all your heart
As one whose life’s been torn apart.
For men do cry when they can see
Their loss of immortality.
And tears will come in endless streams
When mindless fate destroys their dreams.
Very nice poem was able to relate. Lost my son who was three four months ago and can’t lift myself out of this depression.
The Poem was very touching. Our family have experienced a lot of loss. But thr five to gun violence really took a toll. And you don’t see the Men in our family crying together. Thank you so much for this Beautiful poem.
Thank you so much for this. I thought I was alone. I thought I wasn’t man enough for crying. Thanks again.
Jojo – You are certainly not alone. Crying is something that most of us do alone and when we do, we chastise ourselves. I know I did. BUT, that changed for me when I started to realize that there is an element of cleansing that goes along with it. A release of pain that leaves you. Its the bodys way to purge the emotions that build up that we were not intended to hold in. Thanks for your comment.
thank you for writing these beautiful …. sad and strong words…they touched my heart…I am sure they have and will touch many more
Great work, Ken. Thanks for sharing Kelly.
That’s very powerful and well-done. Thank you for that.
Thank you for sharing these beautiful words Kelly. Sadly, I think too many men go through these feelings. It can be so hard to let it all out. We’re supposed to be the strong ones. We feel that by us crying, it’ll just cause more upset to others. I now know that’s not true, because living through my son Ryan’s death, strength wasn’t there and really didn’t matter anymore.
You are welcome John! I found it almost impossible to let it out. I constantly fought it thinking that I could win. I could not. You are correct, it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. It’s about you and your child. If people don’t like it, f’em.
I had to learn how to cry without trying to stop myself. To truly let it flow, sob, weep, mourn deeply. It became very physical but also cleansing.
I lost my boy in January 2017, and the tears havent stopped.
Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
Shawn – Keep crying my friend. There is healing in tears and helping others. So very sorry for the loss of your son.
Peace my friend.