You wouldn’t know it by looking at him, it takes a moment to
see past the tall, bulging, manly body.
If you sit and watch for a moment though, you
will see…he even walks with insolence.
I know he ripped off his father’s skin to wear over his own;
an attempt to disguise his refusal to grow into the skin of a man!
He awakes with the sun, like a man would do,
taking care of his daily
chores. He is groomed; he feeds himself well.
He balances work with pleasure to just the right degree.
At each angle, he looks the part. I trusted him
to play that role heroically, to stand as tall as his
But his body is a Man that a boy has not grown into yet.
Powerful realisation, And powerfully expressed.
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“But his body is a Man that a boy has not grown into yet.”
THAT is an amazing line. You get it!
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Hi Maggie, I just wanted to say that I love this poem. It says a lot about how I feel right now. Thank you for sharing. Rebekah
That moved me.
I have a king size frame, whom dreams to conquer, but as scared boys do I still hide