A New Kind of Manliness

This poem was written in response to the pressure of society to leave our mark. I think as men we grow up thinking that our ability to create something makes us powerful. What would the world look like if men all over this country would live a life contrary to the pressure of the society? How long would it take until we started closing down orphanages? What would happen if giving homes to the orphans was as beautiful as creating offspring?

"I have no offspring that bears my image. There is no line of blood I leave. Yet, I look in my son’s eyes and I know he was created for me and for the pleasure of my God. And in him, he bears much resemblance." -IMS 7-2-10

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