Who Am I

Who am I
That I speak so precisely
With tones modulated and soft
I am a child of faith
A hesitant defender of the
            weak
A man who would turn upon
            himself
Rather than acknowledge
            the existence
Of the evil he is often pulled
            into
A man of sensuality and
            passion
Who often remains alone
Someone who prays that
Love alone could somehow
            redeem him
Someone who knows that
            usually only
Men's thoughts are lofty
For very few men
Could ever return to me
The respect, dignity and
            compassion
I feel that I must
unquestionably extend to
            everyone

 

©2005 John Montin

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