Letter to Men

Dear men,

I see you

I see your dedication to your craft, your fingers moving delicately

I see the hunger in your eyes, the longing passion in them

I see the power in your arms, how they sway with swagger

I see the point of your shoulders, how wide your expanse is

I see the swiftness in your legs, how they rush to aid and support

I see your lips, detailing the path set before you

I see your feet, how they begin to create the scale that would soon be you as the mountain

I see your mind, disciplined and steadied on your course

I see your core, how infinity is stored deep in sacred pleasure

I see the things that people tell you are hideous, are beastly, are ugly, are ghastly

Somehow, regardless of what they say, you turn your heels against every word, submerge it deep into the ground, and use it to propel you to greater heights 

They hate you for this 

They hate your mastery of their hatred 

They cannot stand the glory of your presence 

They don’t appreciate the way you smile, when they thought your heart shattered

They don’t appreciate the happiness you contain in the DNA of your identity 

They are perplexed at your ability to see ahead of the curve without fear 

They hate that they have to sit and wait for you to tell them when the curve will come as you go

They hate that they can’t see the curve themselves 

They claim they have every right to your power. To your strength. To your title. To your crown. To your throne 

To infinity, and beyond 

There is no infinity beyond you, men 

Your joy contains the code of life

What brings you satisfaction incorporates everyone in the room 

You don’t hesitate to share your experience with those willing to listen 

You ready your ears to the need of your fellow

You know that what you have will always be replenished, so you give no thought to the ‘morrow and give freely

You need nothing

If life were to begin tomorrow, you would hit the ground running

You need no one

The intensity of your song as you live will reach the heavens, so much that even hell would shed a tear just to have a sample

So please men, know that you are seen

Play a song for yourself for a spell

Dance to your favorite tune on your own when the mood strikes you

And let the potential in your emotions power the world’s future for generations to come 

Sincerely,

[Sign your name here]

Men

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