He’s a Man
He’s a man
I can identify with him
I can feel him
Deep in my gut withinHe smells the air
Like the wolf he prowls
When he smells his prey
He stalks and howlsHe’s a warrior
Who cuts with his knife
To protect his home
And provide for his wifeHe knows when to play
And when to fight
And when to join
And when a loner is rightIn his soul
There is a ‘meaning’ need
And this can drive him on
To a good or evil deed
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