My Admiration

To worship the foot steps you walk,
please sit with me so we can talk.
I have always had a vision in my eyes of you,
but I can’t get there with anything I do.
Your heart is kind and your soul is strong,
I try to walk in those foot steps but I continue to do wrong.
I lay awake knowing that you are truly my finest hour,
but as I go through life I feel my courage locked in a tower.
My play with words my abrupt wit that gives everyone a bite,
cast me only into darkness unable to see where is wisdom’s light.
I walk around like the blind bumping into wall after wall,
and I know I am one step away from feeling my final fall.
Still there is always that hope with time I will be like you,
a destiny that I know in my life will be true.
I pray to no God for he has never really listened to me,
I just hope I can be all the man I can be.
Alone in the silence and my admiration goes not to the living or dead,
for me it is the greater reason of what lies ahead.
I will not lower myself to mimic others that walk this earth’s crust,
for me I have to be the best Robert for that’s my must.
Maybe it is the future that I speak so fondly of,
for I feel that the man is worthy of any love.
I am 34 with along way still to go,
and from scars and lessons the man I want to be will show.
I still hunger for his time when I know that I will be alright,
equal to the task of over coming every fight.
I see the man I want to be and just stare,
hoping some day at last I am worthy to compare.
I will grant no drugs or lustful pride to tarnish my way,
for in my life it is the only thing that worthy for me to pray.

Written By
Robert Lee Niswander
Copyright 2005