The Untitled Man
Never learned right from wrong
Didn’t belong to anyone
Mainly dejected man
Life was a last stand
Couldn’t afford to lose
Might as well hang his noose
Didn’t take free rides
Little joy big pride
Impossible to fail
Even when hope staled
Always fought to survive
Never sought to thrive
Enwrapped in dissatisfaction
No encumbered actions
Impeccable heart and conviction
Life just a big contradiction
Fate’s tortoise in the race
Held back by predestined pace
Hated by most men
No family or friends
Another lonely Rambo
Out in the field with no ammo
In the midst of sanities battle
Struggling to rive his shackle
Perpetually trying to juggle
His portentous struggles
Lacking the ability of offense
His defect superior defense
Merely the passionate individual
Failing to conquer life’s irrational rituals
Only peace one dream
With no support no team
Simply a different man
Too chained to stand
He didn’t care what they said
In his heart and in his head
The only reason he survived
GOD wanted him to thrive
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