What frail creatures we men are
made from sinew, muscle and pride
Thinking we can conquer the world
for the woman who sits by our side
All is brash, gall and bravado
with such a carefree debonair
Taunting those who test our mettle
intimidating all who dare
A young man thinks himself gifted
to hold sway and folly so near
Injure his pride and you will find
that he becomes someone to fear
A man is nothing without pride
it is the food that feeds his soul
Desired respect of fellows
becomes his sole life’s aim and goal
The handsome woman of his dreams
is she that realizes this flaw
Playing to his strength and weakness
by pretending she never saw
To that woman he grants comfort
strong arms forever hold her tight
Their truth of heart is not broken
whenever she is out of sight
The reason men are unfaithful
they behave only by your side
Has little to do with temper
and everything to do with pride
If you wish for a happy home
a man who's strait forward and true
Just play host to his foolish pride
and he will be loyal to you
Tate
Original with pictures and music is here
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/482949/
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
What frail creatures we men are
made from sinew, muscle and pride
Thinking we can conquer the world
for the woman who sits by our side
All is brash, gall and bravado
with such a carefree debonair
Taunting those who test our mettle
intimidating all who dare
A young man thinks himself gifted
to hold sway and folly so near
Injure his pride and you will find
that he becomes someone to fear
A man is nothing without pride
it is the food that feeds his soul
Desired respect of fellows
becomes his sole life’s aim and goal
The handsome woman of his dreams
is she that realizes this flaw
Playing to his strength and weakness
by pretending she never saw
To that woman he grants comfort
strong arms forever hold her tight
Their truth of heart is not broken
whenever she is out of sight
The reason men are unfaithful
they behave only by your side
Has little to do with temper
and everything to do with pride
If you wish for a happy home
a man who's strait forward and true
Just play host to his foolish pride
and he will be loyal to you
Tate
Original with pictures and music is here
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/482949/
It is almost comical to me just how naive we men are about our own weakness. So I wrote this for the women to understand what it is that drives men. For the men this is no surprise it is what men are taught from cradle to the grave.
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