Jun 2014
A man feels zest of emotion
till it sets his whole mind afire
Calling forth his inner demons
fueling him run instead of tire
No problem then seems too immense
to not warrant a good man’s deeds
The boy hurt on the inside finds
he is the man this child now needs
Life's truths keep turning round and round
generations each wax and wane
Loving ones pick up the pieces
of the small child that still remain
Who among us can rightly say
he has himself just walked on by
To leave the injured child alone
within hearts lonesome soul to cry
It seems we need no help learning
epitaphs of profanity
But when our eyes see love defined
that's where we find humanity
Tate
Original poem with music is held here
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/444921/
till it sets his whole mind afire
Calling forth his inner demons
fueling him run instead of tire
No problem then seems too immense
to not warrant a good man’s deeds
The boy hurt on the inside finds
he is the man this child now needs
Life's truths keep turning round and round
generations each wax and wane
Loving ones pick up the pieces
of the small child that still remain
Who among us can rightly say
he has himself just walked on by
To leave the injured child alone
within hearts lonesome soul to cry
It seems we need no help learning
epitaphs of profanity
But when our eyes see love defined
that's where we find humanity
Tate
Original poem with music is held here
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/444921/
Will man ever learn his children are his future? Other peoples children mean just as much to their family as well. May we all pause at the thought of pain for any childs sake. To our servicemen I would like to say "Let your heart be your guide and though you might be scarred by your experiences. May your memories flow to the times when the noblest of your nature won out.
