I Man
here i am, a man
design of the divine
an immaculate concept put into full production
i bear the hallmark of modern man
i am perfectly flawed
i am a pleasure seeker
i am a man
a distant father
a long lost lover
a mans man, a brothers brother
i care not for regrets, for excercise or healthy eating
i drink hard
i take drugs for fun
i sleep around but i always get the job done
work hard, play hard
work really does set you free
i live to live
this body ive been granted will be put thru its paces
i will not nurse myself into old age striving to keep
this mortal shell in pristine conditin
how pointless...
graves are not for gently pulling into
without a scratch or a dent
there for sliding into sideways on fire in a
broken down beat up wreck with a million miles on the clock
i am a man
a risk taking love making late braking man.
Copyright © Steven Mitchell | Year Posted 2014
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