a man ain’t nothin’ but a man

a man ain’t nothin’ but a man

A man ain’t nuthin’ but a man
Sweet soul in dingy ding’d can

A man’s another creature
in God’s woolly theater

A man needs his woman
to mix and mingle sweat
to come home again when
all heart and hurt get spent

Take my hand.
We’ll catch the Light
and live forever
as we fall
from dust to dust.
Take my hand.
We’ll slip the fight
and watch together
as we sink
through lust to us.

A man’s just a man
A shadow across the sea
a twisted shade ‘neath a wave.
Woman loves her man
her hero on bended knee
her master and her slave
her father and her son
her angel ’til all’s done–
for Jesus himself said
there’s no marriage beds
a way up there in heaven.

In heaven all human loves
give way to that love above.

so please lend me your hand now
while I’ve the form to show how
it goes
when I’m but a man.

Author: Different Scraps of Fabric
Editors: Bartleby & Amble, doing the best they can
Copyright: AM Watson

[Bartleby’s Poetry Corner]

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