I'll walk in the shadow of no one Nor bend a knee to anyone alive I'll march to the beat of my own drum And do anything to survive. I'll be just the man that I can be Always honest, straight and true I'll fight and fight to stay free And count my blessings too. I'll struggle hard not to falter Look well at all there is to see I'll prove I'm a born resulter Or maybe ... just be me ...
Tag: Man
Big Man Gone
So that's it mate, You have had your time Now you must make the journey To join friends and family waiting. Oh how we will miss The bellow of your laugh, Your outrageous turn of phrase, Which always had our spirits elating.
Black Salt Sea
Near eleven on a still summer night I gazed at the ink black tide. A large bright moon, quite low in the sky Found Ghosts that were trying to hide. The water moved like pitch, just warm Going fastest at the core The Ghosts were running hard Toward my home on the distant shore. For this was the night the spirits came Rising up from the black, black sea To strike terror in the heart of one man And tonight that man was me.
As I See Things 