Not All Men

Every morning I go for a walk, 

Mothers keep an eye 

If to their children, I dare talk. 

Alert as though I am Danger. 

I am a Man, not a kidnapper.

Every day on my way to office, 

I avoid brushing against you in a crowded bus 

Fearing someday you will turn and accuse, 

Conscious of every move thus, 

But I am a Man, not a groper.

Every time I swipe on Tinder, 

Buy you a drink, I notice the fear 

You hesitate with information

Your suspicious eyes often wonder; 

I am a Man not an abuser.

Every time you walk alone on the road 

And I walk behind you, unaware, 

In the dark empty lanes of the city 

You let me pass, scared; 

But I am a man, not a rapist.

Every day, to office I go, 

As the hours seem really slow, 

I can't stare even in subconscious at you, 

Or have small talks sipping tea, 

Lest you press charges and am sued.

I know those animals, 

I know the threat "Men will be Men"

And all the talks of us being best, 

Stigmas, egos and false manlihood, 

But trust me those are not men, 

Mental, brutal and not like the rest.

~ Suranya