To Be A Man

TO BE A MAN

 

I thought that to be a man was about strength

But every bold muscle turns inferm, thin.

I thought to be a man was about armor,

But the latest style just ousted the latest style.

I though to be a man was about winning

But the loss of that idea weakens me,

And makes this sole verse a losing game.

I thought to be a man was about teamwork,

Then whom do I talk to in my true solitude.

I thought to be a man was about the discharge

But guns are never the solution for so many

Well-fought men are dead three seconds a day.

I thought to be a man was about possession

Then Judas was more man then his master.

I thought to be a man was to be stoic

Unwavering, impregnable, predicting but

Even the oldest statues must feel the gentlest rain.

Copyright 2013

About Tony DiAngelis

I am a writer and educator who wants to share my creativity in a global medium. Please savor the pieces you enjoy, voice your thoughts, and share this work with others in hopes that they may find inspiration to reconnect with their creative selves.
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