The Strength of a Man

The strength of a man, can be measured by the length of his courage
How he strides long, can bob and weave, get away from savages
Never turns down a face to face, when the odds are 1 to 1
Always gets up when fallen down, the ground won’t get him yet
He can hold a babe, gently in his palms
He would stop a bullet, from causing harm
Love for him is more than just a story
He holds it dearly so it tells it, never-ending

The strength of a man, is measured by action
When the love of another is given with passion
Earns the right of respect because he gives it
His one flaw, is that he is human
A perfect, imperfect being
Who lives without fear of dying
His commitment to love life real
Determines if it’s a tattoo or the real deal


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about time I say hello. hello! πŸ™βž°β€οΈ
was off for awhile cleaning house lol. back for a bit i guess. sorry for the batch of spotty poetry recently. trying to find a groove. any critique? fire at will please and thanks.
and wow, such a sweet reaction from so many visits. thank you kindly. means the world.
playing catchup here as well, getting back to doing some visiting with you lot.
as always, peace and love to everyone
and hugs to you Joseph, ya wanker….get back to writing.

2 thoughts on “The Strength of a Man

  1. Some people would give their right hand for what you call “spotty poetry”, but I get not being satisfied with what you’ve written, we are our own harshest critics, right?
    I haven’t noticed anything “spotty” myself, only the fact you’ve been writing a hell of a lot even when you were meant to be cleaning house πŸ˜‰
    Keep writing, keep living, keep loving, there’s nothing else worth doing – love you man! ❀

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