Man, I Am-I Am... Poem by Michael Gale

I walk on two feet, as straight and reign...
I am a proud man, that is sighted as plain.

I wish to pull about my weight in time...
I obey all the laws and commit no crime.

Man, I am-I am...
My name is Mike, not poor pitiful-Sam.

I pay my dues in things known as taxes...
I have worked hard long days, but
afterwards, It is rarely that I have breaks
or relaxes.

I have served my country and do like to vote...
I even do have time to go fishing, on my boat.

I worship my God, with full flavored heart...
I'll defend my country and it's rights, that is my loyal part.

To live the American dream is just, only right...
The right to bear arms, so that I am free to stand up and do fight.

You cannot tell me what I should go do...
Not many men can, not even some rarer-numbered-few.