How much better shall a man be born
Than in a shriek of pain and in a pool of blood
How much better shall a man be raised
Than with a hand of reproof and that of love
How much better shall a man be a MAN
Than to conquer his fears and live out his dreams
How much better shall a man know love
Than to seek love but find it with loyalty
How much better shall a man find joy
Than to bask in the tales of the victories of his children
How much better shall a man die
Than with the ashes of his fathers
And in the temple of his gods
If so, we all must consent that a man has not lived
But TRULY lived.
Written by Adebanjo Manuels
adebanjooluwatosin70@yahoo.com