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The Calling

The Calling What makes a man a man? If not his ability to stand tall When it all falls down Yes that's right, I am a man, what proof do I hold? Sounds like, I am just a contender to the title. I am afraid of losing and falling short I got regrets, I envy and I lost hope. If I can't hope for better, does that make me a man without a goal or a little boy with a dream? Who woke to the disappointment? Better yet, less than a man, maybe. Ever observe the weakest tree bow to the wind. See how fast they stand back up Now walk out and look at the giants above What makes a man a man? If not his ability to stand tall When it all falls down, I have heard of them, Those giants, seen them on TV even read a few things The giants of our past who never made it past their first fall But yet we cheer for them the dead man of the past who glory is as great as their last act of heroism Cheer for the great Alexander, whom never woke after he got poisoned Cheer for the great Napoleon, whom never made it out of jail Even Martin Luther king Jr, never got up after that bullet he received. Funny isn’t it? Well, if a man is judged and is qualified by his ability to stand tall when it all falls down then where are the men’s of today I know, most in jail some on the streets and the rest to follow A man becomes a man by the cause he decides to fight for or the man he chooses to stand by or die for It made a man out of them Now why can't you be one?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 7/25/2016 1:41:00 AM
Darry, enjoyed reading your poem today. ,Thank you for sharing your words. Hope to see you post again.... *SKAT*
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