I am a man in all my splender. I am brilliantly simple yet horribly complex. I am confidently imperfect. I am lost without God and HER guidance. I am a slave to the rhythm. I am overly amused by words and scared to death of them. I am still growing, yet experienced enough to know better. I have seen death and made peace in advance. I am a poet, a teacher, a student, a dancer, a fan, an athlete, an idiot, a saint, a sinner, a lover, a prophet, a fighter, a friend, a laborer, a brother, a son, father of 3 unborn souls, a historian, a fool. I am bi-racial and a whole person. I am a man.
