The Man I’d Sacrifice God For
Hazelnut eyes peer through the thick air.
He cannot bear to leave any inconvenience unshared.
Through the essence of his soul lay the anger of others.
Incessant sounds cutaway every day in the hallway one after another.

He clenches his fist to display the prelude of a bitter attitude.
One can conclude that he conveys dismay and fortitude.
A strong will coupled with forgiveness for every business.
Displays subtle trouble due to his stature in his pasture he manufactured.

Despite the trouble that stays on one’s hand like a soap bubble.
Joy and laughter reverberate there after any matter or tatter.
Rhythms and rhymes do not suffice for the simplicity and honesty he shows.
He has my back and always has kept track of everything we do.

His bravery solidifies his mortal being and complements his god-given intellect.
A pair of earthy boots, a dirty Camo sweatshirt, and baggy jeans display a queen.
The ceaseless celebration of both his attitude and spirit elates everyone in any room.
No broom can sweep the resplendent ripples that he booms.

Sometimes based and sometimes cringe.
He has taste and even holds society’s fringe.
We all love him as he is someone to die for.
He is the man I would sacrifice my god for.