unequivocal

when i was young/

it was all new

i was someones’ just born son/

so little and innocent

i learned by their conveyance

as i grew everything

was a first… each an adventure of fun/

there were no sins

thus no penance

days seemed long

warm and sunny/

packed with power

serious yet funny/

the power of creating

captured my brain

i assumed that thrill would

always remain;

then age creeps in

time speeds up/

and before you know it

you’re on the down side

remaining years hollow

in a way more than half full cup/

thus, to see the end coming

spurs me on to make things right

leave an impression

a mark, if I might, on that good night

i need to be unequivocal

in one deed

(in a specific task)

nothing as big as to be biblical

but worthy enough

that the angels will respond

in approval hymn… lyrical

that god can look at

smile nod and say

that man

he was worth my creative outlay;

i pray before i die

something i do full and well

(that will last)

To that end i choose to be

the best father to my little ones i can

the loving partner to my mate

one who will never lie/

one who is assured to be there

when my people cry/

in my thought

i want to be pure -

to find faithfulness

an allure -

sharing character

an elixir -

pick the proper path

and be sure-

i want to be remembered unequivocal

my love to endure…