SHADOW OF A MAN
For so long, from the beginning man stood very strong,
He would come and go as age would take away his strength.
Throughout time we are all related to others, descendants,
Our lives carry on, we live in the blood of family forever.
There is forever something left behind, a part that lingers,
A shadow, not like any but the shadow of a man always and forever,
The wandering shadow of a man always standing.