Broken male culture – part 3

Why won’t you be a Dad?

Does seeing your child alone not make you sad?

It certainly makes me sad

That you are afraid to be a Dad


There you are, lost in your drunk

Trying to hide from repetitive funk

Further down the slope you have sunk

To the outside looking like just another punk


Hidden meanings

Long lost feelings

Coping mechanisms

Hiding behind skepticisms


There nothing wrong, or so you say

Yet deep inside you hope for another way

Yet sometimes we must first hit rock bottom

Before we can begin to climb from Sodom


Another way is yours to find

Hopefully with some others of similar mind

There is always hope, so long as there is breath

The Way offers such hope, a cure for the age old curse called death


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