I wrote a poem for my roommates, is there anybody would be so kind to help me with grammar of this poem? Men，men，I call you roommates， by the time you are going away，but those moments always stay. Men，men，I call you roommates， you are not the elder who lecture me the life， tell me rules and have me tied. you are not the doctors when I am sick， who offer me a cure and I will be alright. you're not the ladies while I am dispirited, who console my soul and keep the day bright. Men，men，I call you roommates， you're the men stand beside when I am weak, gave me a sword and asked me to rise, "fight ,fight,don't be gentle and fight over the night!!!" Men，men，I call you mates， as all golden moments' are going to fade, the people called brothers always stay.