THE ESSENCE OF THE MAN
Beneath the flesh, beneath the bone,
Beyond the name that time has sown
A man is not measured by fortune or frame
But by gentle deeds that outlive his name
Not in his riches, nor the crown on his head,
Not in the stories of glory once spread
Not in his shadow, not in his name
Not in the trophies of worldly flame
It lives in his aloneness as the hand it gives
In his unseen courage, the life that he lives
It shines where the truth and mercy meets
In humble hands, in hearts that beats
Man is the fire that refuse to die
He has the courage when all seems to die
Forgetting the lie, a kindness begun
This-only this-is the essence of the man
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