He pleaded mercy from the beasts
from whom he should've feared the least
"Mercy, please don't take away
what's left of my humanity."
His pleas fell on deaf and blind
and cruelty of a savage kind.
He paid respects at his own wake
where he saw nothing left to take.
This grizzly end where he began
the journey of a mortal man.
Each penny earned no more no less
Each debt paid with willingness.
He grew up right in spite of life
and faced his own beasts once or twice
all the good he thought was gone
still lived inside him growing strong
No matter who or what he blamed
they can't take what's not theirs to take.
The Hero's Journey has claimed men
the strongest steel can still be bent.
Weakness only stands and breaks
and fights right to their last mistake.
The few who made it through alive
are the brave and loyal kind.
Stand defiant to the beast
the one who we should fear the least.
Hunters, husbands, fathers, friends
Lord knows we need a few good men.
And we all have a chance to be that Man!
Just for clarity.
I think we Men can do better.
This is a call to action.
|What could four more like these do?|