Meant To...

Meant To…

I am man,

I know not of woman,

I know not of romance,

I know fondly of violence,

I know not of emergence.

I know of handsome,

I know not of pretty,

I know of resourceful,

I know not of petty.

I know of scorn,

I know not of pity,

I know of the vain,

I know not of the city.

I know of how,

I know not of when.

I know of hormones,

I know not of sin.

I know of burden,

I know not of excursions.

I know of responsibility,

I know not of futility.

If I know a man,

I shook his hand.

If I saw a woman,

I could not know her plan.

A man I am and a man I will always be,

It's clear to see what this society made me.