To Be A Man - a poem by Alfred



To be a man is not a day's job/
To be a man is the ambition of every boy/
To be a man is to grow roots beneath your foot/
So you would stand firm when storms run towards you/
To be a man is to stretch the width of your chest/
With the Pride of Achievement under Hardwork's belt/
To be a man is to let experience stroke your beard/
As Wisdom combs your head softly with no end/
To be a man is to provide your family with bread/
So Hunger remains a Stranger, Never a friend/
To be a man is to grow shoulders strong and wide/
To carry the weight of the world and take easy strides/
To be a man is the hardest job in the world/
But to be a man you mustn't think it's hard at all/
It's just you being you, born for the hardest job/
To be a man is Hardwork, and it's not a day's job/