Say
Say it loud,
Say it clear,
Say it with me.
Say you’re free,
Of the icky bio,
The unpleasant experience,
That you once entangled
And hardly escaped
Yet joyful smiling
For it bequeathed vigor
Onto thee
Bestowed honor upon misery
And shaped a man from a lad.
Say you’re a gentleman,
With eager for success,
A mind to impress,
An ability of a striver,
With a will of giving,
A risk to all,
For what it’s worth.
Copyright © Abdulmalik Mahmoud | Year Posted 2014
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