Where Is The Man? Poem by maxpoet beauty

Where is the man?
Where is the man?
He was chosen,
So that I be wilding all into His ways,
Imagine,
This life all Crucial,
This is the man,
Man to man,
I can see the Clear Picture,
This is my story,
Where was he,
The great man all over my face again,
These people,
Play the Bust and the Killing’s,
Whilst I be wilding in love and Holiness,
Maybe I is the Righteous Advisor,
And Iam not a Dictator,
Think of the New World,
Sincerely can you Believe,
Bringing this man up,
Made the Prince a Star.