What makes a man a man?

What really makes a man a man? Is it the guy who can make a dream a reality? The brother that can make a fantasy his destiny? Or the gentleman who attends meetings dressed fancily. Or the boy who looks to the future and says to himself, yeah that's gonna be me. I have many visions of what a real man could be. The one who, no matter his emotions, takes care of his family. The dude whO looks fit a woman to call wifey, not caring for her looks, curves or sultry. Takes his daughter out for ice cream and candy? Teach his son courage and responsibilities? Uses every second of his time ostentatiously. This poem is a message to every young man going into adulthood, I'm not trying to tell you what to do, but what's best for you, these are things I've watched fathers and workers do. I call them men


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