I Am Man
For if their is a god he should be angry.
We waste a precious gift everyday that he gave us.
As a boy I'm looking through a window so small.
Only hoping I can understand it all.
Knowing not of certainty, but of uncertainty.
With do diligence I absorb it to understand for I am man.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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