A man’s strength is judged by his arm,
Stereotypical adherence is his charm,
Toxic are the leaders of the next gen,
Submissiveness conforms gentlemen.
We systematically strip him of emotions,
Softly materialize him in Greek notations,
We cast him away if he’s meek and mild,
And also complain if he starts being wild.
Every such man is never touched typically,
Physically, mentally and metaphorically.
Such lack of empathy moulds men today,
Enforcing them to keep their feelings at bay.
Such men resort to cheap thrills for recluse,
Feeding bodies on drugs their bodies refuse,
Wishing luck on bets crafted to make them lose,
Wasting able youth on marked up cruise and booze.
Goated is that man who can like a flower,
Greater is one who grows to be a gentle lover.
Nietzsche’s Superhuman is not a debacle,
It is him who breaks stereotypical shackle.
Hail!!! Men, who eternally loved this command,
Come, break that band, let us all rebrand,
The choice of who and how a man wants to be,
Let it be his choice, let him choose wild and free.