stand

   
   
   
   
there is a simple idea in my head;    
an idea of strength    
to love    
and be loved    
   
   
   
   
   
as a young man being strong was being able to fight    
always hit early    
always hit hard    
   
   
   
   
the best    
and most reliable    
kind of steel    
is not pure    
has had other things added    
at just the right time    
and so bends without breaking    
   
   
   
   
I feared that being sober    
would make me weak    
   
   
   
   
not true    
   
   
   
   
I stand in front of life    
feet solid on the ground    
straight backed    
not one lie    
within or without    
   
not steel    
no    
   
much stronger than that