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My entry to the "Man's Challenge Contest |
| I am the mist that hovers over battlefields of lore where countless men have fought and died I am the agony eating through your soul that has never had the courage to be cried I am captain of the ship sailing to sea seeking mystery, adventure and joy I am the weary traveler along your road as lost as can be a little boy I am a statue of granite upon a mountain's high defending the homeland below I am a punching bag made of cotton and foam without a single victory to show I am an eagle soaring upon the bravest of winds touching heaven itself I am a useless trinket without value forgotton on the bottom shelf I am the epitome of strength, power and knowledge a glimmering example to all I am a drunken coward beyond redemption awaiting my perilless fall I am everything, and I am nothing I am heaven's child and demon's brood I maintain control and act in accordance I scream to the night and become unglued I am man; the legacy and phallacy I feel what I must and deny what I can but the one thing I can never be Is that who I truly am |