She was born with love in her heart,
never mind the whole tabula rasa shenanigan. She was born with the desire for
affection, protection and adoration. She was willing to give it, as much as she
was willing to receive it.
The first person who was supposed to
give her this pure love shattered her hopes. He was neither the object nor
subject of affection. Instead of protecting, he hurt, instead of loving, he
hated. He was the complete opposite of everything she wanted and needed.
So she grew up fearful and insecure. She
wasn’t taught true love. Her feelings weren’t protected but her soul was
mutilated, broken into and defiled. Love became synonymous with fear.
She grew on. Those who came along
brought nothing but hurt, pain and disdain. The first guy soiled the painting,
the rest just added rotten cherries. Somehow, all the men that came into her
life just came to take away from her… they got, and got, and got while she
lost, lost and lost.
So she hated all men. She believed they
were trash and wanted nothing to do with them. They belonged to the dustbin, as
all trash does.
Would you blame her?
See we live in a society that teaches
girls to be ladies, strong women, good mothers, good wives. Who teaches our
boys to be gentlemen, strong men, good fathers, good husbands?
We teach our girls to guard their
virginity, cause way back it used to be their pride (and it should be) but who
teaches our sons the same? Suddenly being a man is equated to how many
escapades you have and not how polite or respectable you should be!
Our boys aren’t taken care of! Our sons
are left to learn the tricks of life by chance yet our girls are taught moral
standing.
This isn’t a pro-feminism post, Lord
knows I am not feminist, and I don’t intend to be. This is a passionate cry for
true manliness, for courtesy, true handsomeness!
Boys should be taught how to be strong
yet sympathetic, how to be hardworking yet cooperative, how to love and
protect, how to love and not lust. Our boys are devoid of the training of how
to be men in the sense of the word.
Son, it’s okay to cry. It’s okay to
fail, now pick yourself up and admit you lost. Sometimes, you’ll have to admit
that you lost to a girl, not because of affirmative action but because she put
in the extra effort that you didn’t. Your sister may be better than you in one
respect and that is perfectly fine. You were meant to be different albeit
equal.
Son, it’s okay to love just one woman,
to provide for your family, to care for your parents and work hard at your job.
It’s okay to be a leader and it’s perfectly okay to watch soccer, as long as
you remember that there is life and people outside that match.
Son, it’s perfectly normal to have
sexual urges but you can control them. Why, because you are not an animal!
And most importantly son, it’s okay to
never lay your hand on a woman. Control your emotions; your hands are for
cuddling and not for clenching fists! So, love those women, protect them and
meet their love language, because they are willing to do the same for you.
Find that one lady that tickles your
fancy, one that fits you perfectly, marry her and ever be faithful to her. If
she delivers beautiful kids, be the perfect father: love them, protect them and
let them know that there is love in this world and that men have loads of it to
give.
Now men are not trash, society is!
