Discernments On Manhood

I come of age soon On another birthday But manhood like the moon Though ripe Is far away. I am not wine Aged by time In a bottle, floating on the sea Of inebriated desire I am Who I am More than a vessel of desire A man should break No promises And hold his vision Like a star In a telescopes focus Flying upward in faith For we are born To be astronauts. A man should walk in the sunshine Of his gardens And dance in the music Of his children's eyes Because they are proud To honor him Like he always has honored their mother Even she fed him Nothing but peanut butter. I come of age When my quest is done When all the shadows Like footsteps before me fall And I follow Knowing I had dreams And I did them all No service Sitting in the pall.