Some man I am
Looking sharp, acting sharp
Too sharp maybe
Some man I am
Smiling all the time, jovially passing
Too soon maybe
One thing I can learned until now
Is not the meaning of being a man
One thing I have to learn until now
Is not the reason to be a man
Some man I am
If I can touch the essence of life
Some man I am
If I can whisk on the face of destiny
I am a man
For trying to live and let live
For trying to breathe my last breath until it’s time
(March 2005)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem