Men

Heartbreaker 

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Beautiful, unique, smart but covered in the midst of artistry Loving caring a heart performer

Her Heart was outward organ so when it loved you felt every beat

When it hurt it bleed and was torn laceration deep

For years sustained heavy 

Mistreatment 

Every scar creating thicker skin but her heart was an outside organ

So coverage of GBH 

Was only every seen battery 

Built…

Just to love and let one in 

Betrayed and bludgeoned

To lies and deceit 

Cared for temporarily to feel the same feat

How does one leave the byproduct of neglect and negativity 
Screams from her mind control her emotional state of mind 

Powerful and destructive of any weakness shown
But yet her love bleeds 

Instead of pouring it’s sweet essence into another more worthy 

She proceeds to recover

Knowing there’s hope in this

“If there is?…”

“It better come quick”

Years of turmoil uncertainty it’s not just about the kids 

Love him tender love him sweet

Is all she does but it’s never enough for him to see
How her love here bleeds

Waiting to fill his cup 

Waiting praying 

God please intercede 

Only you know what we need 

Provide us with the wisdom and understanding to give each other what we need 

As two hearts long to be happy consistently 

Men being Men

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She said she wanted a poem about men being men
Looked at the challenge and
Writers block struck again
I was baffled as I delivered my first draft

I began to vacillate
An excuse, concept, answer for this challenge
Biblical I could have brought forth a Proverbs 31 Man
For this challenge
But…who is He

He takes his pen of creation and shatters the dreams of every fresh canvas
He decides to scribble on
Sometimes his ink creates life
But He regurgitates to them his same fate
A fatherless child

Knowing what he does
Fear beings to clot
His memory spot
To his lonely cot
Because he knows not
What he does

So he
Runs
And does what his indigenous nature only knows what

But if he knew what his pen is suppose to do
He would
Write, compose, draw, paint
Life, love, joy, peace, kindness, longevity
Not cause destruction, anger, pain, or periodic disjointed chains of unfulfilled legacies

He uses his hammering tools to
Replay his anger so it
Batters the atmospHERe
As she’s can only accept the punishment
With the force of his chisel and hammer

But if only he knew
He would utilise his tools
To create HIStory
Engaging his craftsmanship
In deliver his wealth and riches
So when he becomes a man

He leaves his mothers crib
To find his spare rib
On an Adam and Eve tip

As a man is imperfection searching for perfection
But if he does strive for perfection
Excellence will be his compensation
In his automatic failure for attempting
Based on Lombardi’s ethic

So don’t dwell on
A man of perfection
Looking in a godly direction
Grabbing your attention
As perfection lies in your connection
With God as your core

Me myself
I don’t know what being a man is
Even though I am
My eyes see
A reflection
Of man
But My mind
Is blind
In it’s pursuit
Of what a man is

So trial and error is the name that should be attached to most of our males
Cause we weren’t really taught how
So from Adam, Samuel, David, Solomon to Olu, Ayo, Kweku. Kojo
We make mistakes in being men
It’s how we get back up
So stand by my side when imperfections creep
As I’m a man trying to be what God destined me to be

By Deji Babatunde