20. "Meet My Masters..." In response to In response to 0 Thu Nov-11-04 10:09 AM
I am a man's man.... Molded in the image of man by men who... Made sure my manhood shined....
My.... Father was Renaissance man....a man for the ages man whose... Words would galvanize the meekest of men yet... Most times barely managed a whisper.... This man... Taught me manhood thru intent and gestures... Aloof and conneccted... My master...the paradox... Left in my mind footsteps... As deep as the Great Lake Michigan... And maintains my manhood to this day...still.... Steel...
My.... Grandfather was a Southern man... Man standing alone...orphan man.... Made his way thru life by.... Mustering the strength to fashion the ties to his manhood... Brick by brick....a Mason... He laid the foundation for a house full of men... Who made merry in his providence.... My master....the maestro... He made monuments along his road to meadows... May they never fail to guide my way... Magic.... Man....
My... Brother was a man of his own... Maverick Man.... Many a night my mother would pray maniacally for his manhood... As.... He chased after minor moments that altered his mentality...he... Taught me your road is a mighty as you make it... Mystic...man... Conjuring mayhem thru moes and money... Then made his way back home aknew... Makeshift....man... His many modern adventures paved my way... And made my roads easier to travel...
My.... Son is a mirror of the man who made him... Mini me... Little man manifesting multiple years beyond... The miniscule amount he may currently claim to be his own... Mother's...man... He... Made me manage my moments with his earth mother for... In him I'd meet my match... Staring back at his maker.... Trying to master the way he should treat his mate... Miracle...man.... His messages meet me in the morning... And making moments at midnight seeem to last an eternity... Staring at my little man... Making ammends with myself...
I am a man's man.... Molded in the image of man by men who... Made sure my manhood shined....