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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