My love is a man
he withdraws
still a child
but without parents
searching for the beginning
of a better world
an order like when
he was small, and he looks
at his hands, not as hard
as his father's
which made him feel
that sometimes you don't have a choice
and need to
but that it is seen
and rewarded, if you are strict
for others and yourself
because the cloak of discipline
can cover everything