Testosterone

It was born in a sensitive place
Where human life starts exist.
Growing thick scrub on the face.
Becoming engine for deed.
It gives strong feelings in love,
As well as power we need.

However, some eyes are empty of strife
And energy hunger is real.
No more emotions, no taste of life.
There is no passion to feel.
Years of static routine
Split conscience like mincing machine.

Dark illusion seems to be doom.
Looking like a symptom of sickness.
Genesis of strength is locked in the room
And overshadowed by weakness.
Let's break a wall
That hides treatment for broken soul!!!

Nothing else except only one!
Are you alive testosterone?
Source of pleasant feels
That put a life on wheels.
It makes us enjoy
And dip into the ocean of joy.


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