As a Man

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is about the way life changes our perceptions of manhoon.

Submitted: July 24, 2007

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Submitted: July 24, 2007

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As a man
I thought it was my job to kiss
a woman's lips

Now I kiss my baby's feet.

As a man
I thought it was my job to chop
the wood.

Now my arms cradle groceries.

As a man
I thought it was my job
to drink and laugh roughly

Now I run my finger down her cheek.

What am I?
Am I less of a man
now that these hands hold tenderness?
It is a greater form of strength.

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