From way down deep he feels the tug
not knowing where it’s from,
realizing if it’s needed
the strength would surely come.
Lifetimes spent in calm pursuits
never raising hand to fight
but knowing well the last resort
would be superior might.
Youngsters often heed the call
and march off to the drum,
sizing up the man inside
to see if he's the one.
A substitute so civilized
are sporting teams galore,
for releasing the aggression
within since days of yore.
Gentleman or ruffian
young old or in between,
feel the power within ourselves
and know what it could mean.
To tame it as a lapdog
be seen as calm and mild
allows us a great privilege;
the trust of a small child.
Our ladies and our little ones
are who the strength is for,
preserving them in quiet peace
sharing love forevermore.
by Robert Quinn
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