Its Called a Man

A structure forms a foundation
Foundation, of what
May I ask
Of things to become
Become, what things
If I may
Things that were written down on a scroll

As the hands move around
The eyes keep on piercing through
Bravo, its noticeable
Emphasise it

A navigator forms a journey
Journey, of what
May I ask
That leads to
To what
If I may
To leadership
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