O man, art thou perfect?
Made of perfection,
Man in perception cultured.
The eyes and mind none could nurture;
In uncertainty and errors life's ventured.
No man's born blank or filled to the brim!
No! Not one born by insemination,
Bred behind Eden with the knowledge of good and evil for extenuation.
In tongue, the power to make or mar.
With the arms lies the strength to strangle,
And give life a torture.
Son, in this is your friend!
Let him in your radar for unction,
Till be ripe for rapture:
Thou art man in care!
O man, art thou with desire?
Will power, in the head of a fool, poisons like viper.
But with wisdom a million stones to toss.
All my days I've desired to be like him:
The measure of dust that invented aeroplane;
The one head who's the father of faith;
Before every eyes, a man, translated through heaven's gate;
On chariots of fire strolled the streets of gold,
And in its mansions dwells day and night.
Even within this habitation:
The strong admiration to grow into whom I wasn't,
Burning desire to become whom I couldn't, never'd die.
On this road there're people to lean for paces.
Learning's sure to come but in phases;
And in mentors is the catch to light our faces.
Amongst men is given all life would offer.
The knowledge you seek is baked in another.
Son, of this friend let not go,
As you gaze in expectations,
Till be right for manifestations:
He's thy man in care!
O neck why art thou stiffen?
A hundred turns can't chasten this lad!
For he would look in their hands for what's not there.
What he seeks is right,
Where he peeps is nought.
A look within lights the path to nudity;
Nuisance's bore in threads of heredity.
Their fingers are buried in manicure;
Feet sold to pedicure.
To the beats of life they dance as amateurs;
For their flat bums are stocked in furnitures.
'Age-tie' hasn't enough luminosity,
But iron sharpens iron.
Dare look not away!
Son, this is a fellowship of the ring!
Let her see through your eyes the glory to reveal,
As she's impacted with the gift of integrity and zeal,
Till be light to be celebrity:
For thy man in care!
© Jonbel Poetry 2011
