The man that I am.
Is born,
of earth and sand.
A clay,
molded.
In the image of the creator.
However.
Does creation,
not take many forms.
Energetic,
electromagnetic forms.
Both,
macro and micro forms.
If made,
in the image of gods.
Then we are divine.
If made,
in the form of creation.
Then we are embedded in the fabric,
of space,
reality and time.
making,
salvation and fate,
our responsibility.
To stand,
as the man,
that I am.
We must show maturity.
Strength and resilience.
And not hate.
But fury.
A man that stands.
And does not,
apologize lightly.
For the man that I am,
must stand by their beliefs.
showing righteousness,
and peace.
A man,
who protects.
And strengthens,
those,
who are weak.
A man,
who is very unlikely.
To turn,
the other cheek.
This type of man,
is one,
who can see.
In the dark.
And through the dark.
all the lies.
and tales,
of deciet.
The man who fights to be free.
A man,
who believes.
In love,
humanity,
and beauty.
And realizes.
It is their duty,
as a man.
To protect it.
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© Joseph harris