Category : Poems

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I sit here on this silent night
Contemplateing have I did everything right.
I am steel for my family and friends.
I am a protector for my family.
I am a shield for them all.
At times however I feel like I must yield.
Am I simply a tool for them
A commodity that can be simply replaced.
I feel cold on night's like this not because of the wind.
It is something else it chills my soul and freeze my heart.
Am i a machine made of flesh and blood .
Kept around for my unconditional loyalty which have been programed into me from birth.
I think not but deep down i can't help it.
Is my time coming upon me where my usefulness comes to a end
Am I a machine destined for the proverbial scrap heap of abandonment.
I think not! 
I am a man 
A son
I am destined for great things
If they see me as a machine
then so be it!
For I am a man and if they can not accept it then I shall move forward.