Bme Poem by A.R Evangelista

Unquestionably the head of our family
Our sole bread winner, a man of charity
At the break of dawn he goes home drowsy
Quality time is spent rarely

His eyes were low and the fatigue is so obvious
While trying to earn money and be prosperous
Seeing a peek of the future so oblivious
He knew that tomorrow would be tumultuous

His eyes magnifies his fortified determination
No part of his body has not been bludgeoned by his passion
Yearning for recognition has never been his obsession
But striving towards excellence has always been his passion

I have seen his ups and downs, but i have more to see
He is the person who is i ever want to be
My master who have molded a fine man out of me
I may have seen a glimpse of my future self in thee