THE UNSPOKEN LANGUAGE OF MASCULINITY
by Chrissy Engstrom

He stalled his car that afternoon,
I saw it happen.

And then they came. Quickly,
like bees.
Each man, from a car behind...
Unbeknownst to each other,
but one in Masculinity.

Not a word did they speak,
but the job was done quickly and efficiently

From all walks of life,
not a thing in common but their
Manhood.

Neither did they speak with words,
only with the unbridled
language of Masculinity

The silent urge to help,
a quiet physical push toward those in need.
Actions do indeed speak louder than words.
Under-estimate him not,
that Silent Man.

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