I am not fair, neither is my view like my complexion. I bare my soul everyday, but never has my attire been undone. I toil hard to provide, still I almost feed them enough to survive. I live in search of dignity, lost in duties, viewed through misogyny which thrives. They say I am a man, who never cries, but I hope they see the kidult inside. I wonder when it will end. It's equally sad that you never see the irony till the last two lines spell out here. #CalmKaziWrites #YQBaba #Men #Society #Norms #Rules #Break
