AND WHERE CAN A MAN FIND HIMSELFA Poem by A Word04/03/2000IN A WORLD THAT IS NOT YOUR OWN. CONSTANTLY CONCEALED BY A WEAK IMAGE OF WHO YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO BE. SO WHO ARE YOU SUPPOSE TO BE? WAITING RELENTLESSLY IN THE STILL OF THE DARK TO BE FOUND; FOR WHOM OR WHAT YOU DON'T KNOW. IT'S THE ANTICIPATION THAT KILLS YOU! WHERE CAN A MAN FIND HIMSELF? IN THE WORLD THAT WE ALL CAN SEE, OR THE WORLD THAT ONLY HE CAN SEE? IN THE HOME WITH HIS WIFE, OR IN THE WILD WITH HIS NEW FOUND LOVER? AND WHO IS TO SAY THAT HE IS RIGHT OR WRONG, CIVIL OR DARK, A MAN OR A BEAST? WITH THAT SAID, WE ARE LEFT WITH THE QUESTION OF WHERE CAN A MAN FIND HIMSELF? NOWHERE, EXCEPT EVERYWHERE HIS HEART CAN'T GO. © 2008 A WordAuthor's Note
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