The Presence Of Man

Created in the image of the Divine
Superior creatures  
With handsome manly features  
Selfishly given of his rib  
A man in the making starting from the crib  
Playdough, marbles, Army men to command  
Bow and arrows, playing all day in a box of sand  
First day of school for the rest of your life  
Parents looking down at your young face, years going by without strife  
Preparing your mind for the day you take a wife  
  
The first school boy crush  
Swooning a girl with love letters to make her blush  
High school now, a little hairs on the chest  
A new pep in your step  
Girls and partying your only quest  
College days  
The initiation Haze  
Fraternities  
Brotherhood  
No Falsehood  
Banded for life with the security of Knighthood  
   
College Sweetheart with a mind of gold  
Virginal intentions from what you’ve been told  
A dream for a parent if only their son can maintain to hold  
Graduation from the classroom  
Now to the boardroom  
Lavish home, expensive suits, fast cars, you know the ones that goes vrommmm  
At the alter now, sweat creeping under the Tux  
I hope this girl’s hand in marriage is À la carte deluxe  
   
Man and wife  
My partner for life  
Positive test for the seed of creation  
Burping, changing diapers, milk  
Wondering do you still have that swag, with words of silk  
Long legs in the office, a bit of flirtation  
No sinful hesitations  
Baby, I’m working late  
Cover my plate  
Don’t wait up for me  
A man snagged by a tempting Honey Bee  
   
I’m sorry baby, will you forgive me, we would no doubt get past this  
Emptiness now felt in a reassuring kiss  
Pain staring at you from such beautiful eyes  
Months of uncertainties and now unveiled lies  
The house is quiet she’s packed up and gone  
Money, success, means nothing inside the walls of this empty home  
   
One more chance one day at a time  
We’re older now that grand stairwell is just too hard to climb  
Child in college dancing on air  
Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers dancing now to our rocking chairs  
I hold your hand as I look back  
That second chance in life  
Placed us right back on track  
Private Nurses, our beds positioned side-by-side  
Gray hairs, Pills, Oxygen tanks  
Just to get us by  
I hold your hand as my life flashes from the skies  
The last breath of life staring into your beautiful eyes  
   
Tears of remembrance roses thrown over me  
You stood as a man and followed your creed  
Without the presence of God breathing to set my soul free  
Sliding out the cocoon of the womb  
Given unto you your first breath of life  
Promised by the stars to a man and his wife  
You were someone’s blessing to be  
From birth to the first scratch of your knee  
What would you have done  
What testimony would your life have stood for  
Ashes to ashes you no more