Growing Up

Growing Up

 

     All I ever wanted was to be a Man,

All I ever sought was maturity and wisdom,

So I tried many things to be

That Man,

     And now,

I am but it has come at cost,

 

     The ignorance of youth

‘Can’ be a blessing in disguise

For now I am that man,

I am surrounded now by children

     for,

I have lived a life – known lie,

As I have sought the status –

Bearing arms – a predicate

That ‘some’ say be the courage

To make that man,

But in reality,

The Man in you

Will only be found

When you encourage

Only truth,

 

     It is a difficult process,

Some go to war,

Some commit habitual

Crimes and fear nothing

More of prison,

Some seek only

Monetary gain

To adorn themselves

With trinkets – adults wear,

And yet many evade

The true distinction

Between that of child

And that of man,

For the truth in becoming

Man,

     Is when you

Behold this Earth

With all the fragility she holds,

And become protectorate

Of her many forms;-

And seek within

This one World with

One Sun, one Moon;

A time - when there’ll be peace!

 

Michael J Waite 12th December 2013

MaturityOne WorldRight of Passage.Wisdom

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Shevaughn

Fri 13th Dec 2013 07:34

I found it very gripping and rhythmic,realistic and pragmatic as well.Way to go! :)

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