Osman Poem by Justin Reamer

A man of large stature,
Buff with strong muscles that
Can lift even the heaviest cement block,
And possibly break down the Philistine Temple
Of the false god Dagon
Like Samson did in the Book of Judges,
For this man is very strong,
Is a Bosnian man from
Bosnia and Herzegovina who
Has immense strength,
Immense prowess,
A roar for a voice,
A lion’s heart,
Filled with courage,
A brave soul,
And a very loud bark,
Like that of a wolf.

His name is Osman,
The grandfather of Dale Domer,
A large Bosnian man who lived
To see the Soviet Union and
The Bolsheviks rise and fall,
And upon their falling,
And the succession of Gorbachev,
His family was set free in order to come here,
To the United States of America,
So that his family would have freedom
To live the way they wanted,
And so they weren’t oppressed by Stalinism,
Or by the Russians who lived not too far away.
The crocodile never chased them very far,
For it had been following them all of their life,
But now they were able to be free,
So that they could live here freely,
And live in the West for good.

Osman is a good man,
An alpha male to his family,
A good father,
A good mentor,
A good guardian,
And a good husband.
He helped his children grow strong
And independent,
Teaching them how to work hard
And how to be responsible.
They learned from him,
And his grandchildren are learning even more,
And he is happy to see the day.

He works in the dish room at Aquinas College,
And cannot bear to see irresponsibility;
He may not understand English very well,
And the language barrier may be great,
But there is no reason to fear him,
For once you get to know him,
You get to see the kind gentleman
He really is.
You see his good attributes,
His loving heart,
His tender soul,
His lovingkindness,
His amiability,
His jocosity,
His jocularity,
His gregariousness,
His vivacity,
His spirit,
His youth,
And so much more.

He yells, but it isn’t on
Purpose or for intention
Of harming people,
Rather, it is because of frustration
And the language barrier he hates so much.
Yet, you get to know him,
And you see his real character,
The kind, jocose man he really is.

Osman is a wonderful person,
And I am glad I was able to meet him.
He is a great man,
And was a great mentor.
He is a hard worker,
An upright man,
And a righteous and noble one at that.
I have not met anyone better in my life,
And I am glad I can say he’s my friend.