we exist yet we are hidden
\nImmortal in a way
\nAlways there to compliment
\nA sad event some say
\nPart of ones expression
\nIn sadness and in joy
\nExcitement and perhaps when pain
\nDoes start to annoy<\/p>\n
Its like there is a reservoir
\nBehind our eyes where we
\nExist in a solution
\nTo really always be
\nThere to give protection
\nWhen the wind begins to blow
\nOr when the sun is beaming down
\nWith its florid glow<\/p>\n
Inherent in our being
\nSomething makes us cry
\nPehaps we just get angry
\nOf when a friend does die
\nPerhaps we all get overwhelmed
\nAnd have to then resort
\nTo a tear ot two or maybe three
\nWhen we feel that thought<\/p>\n
Now to the mechanics
\nClearly we are always there
\nWaiting for the call to roll
\nShowing that we care
\nOur logical progression
\nIs somehow through the eye
\nSo intimately ready
\nTo logicaly apply<\/p>\n
To not be disproportionate
\nOr untimely we must be
\nCommensurate with action
\nAnd logicality
\nAnd we must be authentic
\nIn everything we do
\nNot appear without a reason
\nAnd embarrass all of you<\/p>\n
The masculine are rarer
\nFor weakness can construe
\nSome inferiority
\nAnd that would never do
\nWomen seeing lots of tears
\nMight then turn away
\nAnd imagine its a child their with
\nOn any given day<\/p>\n
The masculine emotional
\nIs the creative soul
\nWho sees the world much clearer
\nAnd in essence can control
\nBut everything is emphasized
\nEvery single hue
\nis more vibrant than the ocean
\nAnd regular as dew<\/p>\n
When sleep doth overcome thee
\nIt is then when we can rest
\nThe fragility of eventide
\nThat time for us is best
\nPerhaps ephemerality
\nWill hasten one to fall
\nPerhaps inexpectation
\nWill hardly come at all<\/p>\n
We are kind of mini sprinklers
\nHelping to reduce
\nThe fire that can burn through our hearts
\nOr conceivably a ruse
\nTo fool the useage negative
\nAnd saturate maybe
\nBut To be a tear thats escaping
\nCan be beautiful to see<\/p>\n
For it shows a source of light within
\nAnd an emanation too
\nAn expression so in favour
\nOf what it is you do
\nYour countenance your carriage
\nAnd your demeanour and your air
\nThe appearence of your being
\nWhich you wish the world to share<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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