The True Man

When life trips you, knocking you to the ground, There’s plenty of envy, and bitterness to be found. But true life, if you look, is revealed all around, True life – a place where good desires abound. True life is the fight, the struggle to survive, To climb the highest peak, to feel yourself alive. True life means pouring all your strength into striving, Then reaching new heights, where dreams arrive! Life should be warm, like love that's near, Rushed, longed for, cherished, hard to steer. It should be hurt, like scars that reappear, With pain, with cracks, with every tear. Sweat pours down your brow, bitter as a lake, On the road to true life, no choice but to take. It's not in others' hands, for goodness' sake – True life’s only in your grasp to make. Don't heed the small, unworthy things, Let the noble heart soar, with joy it sings. Change with honor, though the world may sting, This is the true man, through everything!