To Keep Growing

To Keep Growing
by Michael Doyle

In the first end, we objectify
What we were once taught to deify
But being nothing but the average man
We still seek to do the best we can

We get so very much wrong
Trying to model ourselves and belong
We misunderstand that it is to be strong
In the end, finding we got so much wrong

Yet, here we are, knowing
Our need to keep growing
Longing to get it right and knowing
If we're going to, we'll need to keep growing

In all our shame and desperate knowing
We keep our standing and keep on growing
Learning in each step and knowing
That life lived well is about our growing

Learning to be a better sort of man
A better brother, father, and lover who can
See the error in our imprinted ways
In feeling for those we love, we change our ways

Somewhere along life's long way
We begin to see what we do and say
Can hurt others without meaning to do so
And in this seeing, our reasons begin to grow

Yet, here we are, knowing
Our need to keep growing
Longing to get it right and knowing
If we're going to, we'll need to keep growing

In all our shame and desperate knowing
We keep on standing and keep on growing
Learning with each step and knowing
That life lived well is about our growing

In the end, it's not for others we change
Finding the strength to rearrange
It's for ourselves that we become better men
Repenting as we do from our bias and our sins

As we, each of us, finds our path forward
We find an impact pushing society toward
The greater truths of love and equality
Until at least we learn we've embraced true society

Yet, here we are, knowing
Of our constant need to keep growing
Longing to get it right, yet knowing
If we are ever to do it, we'll need some growing

As each of us find our foothold forward
We within the impact of moving ever toward
The needs to embrace love and equality
Until at last we have found our true society

(c) July 5, 2024 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

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