It takes of a man some courage
to admit when he has lost
Then swallow back his hard won pride
which had come at such high cost

All men know of their own weakness
for the temptations of life
They fight themselves to no avail
unhappy without life's strife

For a man is here to suffer
to stand up fast to the gale
To struggle against all life's odds
to either win, lose or fail

Men who feel this innate desire
tempt the will of unkind fates
To write their names upon lifes wall
as one of the worlds true greats

Only when a man has fallen
does he reach his true, found, worth
He knows of nothing until then
for the reason of his birth

A man can always take comfort
in the things he must abide
To gaze in the mirror broken
taking heart from that he tried

Tate
Original poem and music with pictures
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