Nax
02-23-2010, 09:09 PM
Just thought I would share a little poetic conversation with you that I had with my sister. I was discussing myself and how I was feeling at the time to her.
This is my poem
I am an adequate man,
with adequate skills and adequate plans
adequate strength and adequate speed
adequate money and adequate needs
Im not number 1 in all that I do
Im good at some things, but only a few
There are plenty more who are better then me
Im an adequate man and always will be
Ill never fly, shoot lazers or fire
An adequate life, and then ill expire
To which she rebuttled
Unique is a virtue that everyone knows
Not gay like an emo but sharp on your toes
Quick to stand up for what you believe
And first to a party, last one to leave
Friends in low places, but only a few
Who know you in truth and would stand beside you
Original thoughts that some would find strange
And everyday weirdness is well in your range
In your mind you shoot sheeple with invisible guns
As they wander the streets with less brains then the bums
You have passion and loyalty for those in your heart
And the love for your family has no end or start
You say "ordinary" and "adequate man"
I say reserve that for those you are not greater than
A diamond is not beautiful because of its worth
Its the brilliance within and the rareness of birth
And you, little brother are a person so rare
That you blind the rest of us with your soul's very glare
Just thought it was a nifty little exchange :D
This is my poem
I am an adequate man,
with adequate skills and adequate plans
adequate strength and adequate speed
adequate money and adequate needs
Im not number 1 in all that I do
Im good at some things, but only a few
There are plenty more who are better then me
Im an adequate man and always will be
Ill never fly, shoot lazers or fire
An adequate life, and then ill expire
To which she rebuttled
Unique is a virtue that everyone knows
Not gay like an emo but sharp on your toes
Quick to stand up for what you believe
And first to a party, last one to leave
Friends in low places, but only a few
Who know you in truth and would stand beside you
Original thoughts that some would find strange
And everyday weirdness is well in your range
In your mind you shoot sheeple with invisible guns
As they wander the streets with less brains then the bums
You have passion and loyalty for those in your heart
And the love for your family has no end or start
You say "ordinary" and "adequate man"
I say reserve that for those you are not greater than
A diamond is not beautiful because of its worth
Its the brilliance within and the rareness of birth
And you, little brother are a person so rare
That you blind the rest of us with your soul's very glare
Just thought it was a nifty little exchange :D