Who is a Man?
Who is a Man?
By Tony DeLorger © 2011
The true measure of a soul,
is not reached through accumulating wealth,
power or any mastery of physical life,
it is through the evidence of kindness,
humility and a loving heart.
How we value the superficialities of life,
worshipping the trite and worn processes of society,
bleeding in the inequities and corruption of lost ideals,
the foundations of what we know.
A soul is far beyond the game of acquisition,
the social conscience bred into malleable minds,
the illusion of paper and labour,
supplying only those who propagate the lie.
Even art and creative minds, scientific minds
are poorly compensated for their gifts to the world,
while the manipulators suck them dry,
to expand their blood-socked empires.
I am lost within the reality,
like a cork on a raging sea,
each breath drawn not knowing when another will come,
the swell of life slowly swallowing a soul devout.
Perhaps I belong elsewhere,
another realm of life open to creative thought and action,
where life in balance gives credence to love,
not the greed of limited minds.
Who is man that he should impose such broken ideals
as money, free enterprise and the illusion of freedom,
when all enslaves us, drives us to sad endings,
and the loss of meaning in life.
The mark of a man is his heart,
the very core of his being,
and all the rest is simply a diversion of truth.
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