I am a man as a man I've been told Bacon is brought to the house in this mold Born of your bellies I yearn for the cord Years I have groveled repentance ignored
And I have been blamed And I have repented I'm working my way toward our union mended
I am man who has grown from a son Been crucified by enraged women I am son who was raised by such men I'm often reminded of the fools I'm among
And I have been shamed And I have relented I'm working my way toward our union mended And I have been shamed And I have repented I'm working my way toward our union mended
we don't fare well with endless reprimands we don't do well with a life served as a sentence this won't work well if you're hell bent on your offence I am a man who understands your reticence
I am a man who still does what he can to dispel our archaic reputation I am a man who has heard all he can cuz I don't fare well with endless punishment
Cuz I have been blamed and I have repented I'm working my way toward our union mended And we have been blamed and we have repented I'm working my way toward our union mended
I'll give you countless amounts of outright acceptance if you want it I will give you encouragement to choose the path that you want if you need it You can speak of anger and doubts your fears and freak outs and I'll hold it You can share your so-called shame filled accounts of times in your life and I won't judge it (and there are no strings attached to it)
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have I give you thanks for receiving it's my privilege And you owe me nothing in return
You can ask for space for yourself and only yourself and I'll grant it You can ask for freedom as well or time to travel and you'll have it You can ask to live by yourself or love someone else and I'll support it You can ask for anything you want anything at all and I'll understand it (and there are no strings attached to it)
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have I give you thanks for receiving it's my privilege And you owe me nothing in return
I bet you're wondering when the next payback shoe will eventually drop I bet you're wondering when my conditional police will force you to cough up I bet wonder how far you have now danced you way back into debt This is the only kind of love as I understand it that there really is
You can express your deepest of truths even if it means I'll lose you and I'll hear it You can fall into the abyss on your way to your bliss I'll empathize with You can say that you have to skip town to chase your passion I'll hear it You can even hit rock bottom have a mid-life crisis and I'll hold it (and there are no strings attached)
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have I give you thanks for receiving it's my privilege And you owe me nothing in return
you were full and fully capable you were self sufficient and needless your house was fully decorated in that sense
you were taken with me to a point a case of careful what you wish for but what you knew was enough to begin
and so you called and courted fiercely so you reached out, entirely fearless and yet you knew of reservation and how it serves
and I salute you for your courage and I applaud your perseverance and I embrace you for your faith in the face of adversarial forces that I represent
so you were in but not entirely you were up for this but not totally you knew how arms length-ing can maintain doubt
and so you fell and you're intact so you dove in and you're still breathing so you jumped and you're still flying if not shocked
and I support you in your trusting and I commend you for your wisdom and I'm amazed by your surrender in the face of threatening forces that I represent
you found creative ways to distance you hid away from much through humor your choice of armor was your intellect
and so you felt and you're still here and so you died and you're still standing and so you softened and you're still safely in command
self protection was in times of true danger your best defense to mistrust and be wary surrendering a feat of unequalled measure and I'm thrilled to let you in overjoyed to be let in in kind
we'd gather around all in a room fasten our belts engage in dialogue we'd all slow down rest without guilt not lie without fear disagree sans judgement
we would stay and respond and expand and include and allow and forgive and enjoy and evolve and discern and inquire and accept and admit and divulge and open and reach out and speak up
This is utopia this is my utopia This is my ideal my end in sight Utopia this is my utopia This is my nirvana My ultimate
we'd open our arms we'd all jump in we'd all coast down into safety nets
we would share and listen and support and welcome be propelled by passion not invest in outcomes we would breathe and be charmed and amused by difference be gentle and make room for every emotion
we'd provide forums we'd all speak out we'd all be heard we'd all feel seen
we'd rise post-obstacle more defined more grateful we would heal be humbled and be unstoppable we'd hold close and let go and know when to do which we'd release and disarm and stand up and feel safe
this is utopia this is my utopia this is my ideal my end in sight utopia this is my utopia this is my nirvana my ultimate
My misery has enjoyed company And although I have ached I don't threaten anybody Sometimes I feel more bigness than I've shared with you Sometimes I wonder why I quell when I'm not required to I've tried to be small I've tried to be stunted I've tried roadblocks and all My happy endings prevented Sometimes I feel it's all just too big to be true I sabotage myself for fear of what my bigness could do Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude Fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude?) I could be golden I could be glowing I could be freedom But that could be boring Sometimes I feel this is too scary to be true I sabotage myself for fear of losing you
Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude Fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude?)
This talk of liberation makes me want to go lie down Under the covers til the terror of the unknown is gone I could be full I could be thriving I could be shining Sounds isolating Sometimes I feel this is too good to be true I sabotage myself for fear of what my joy could do
Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude Fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude?)
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Title: Gallops Of Champions
Medium: Oil Painting on Canvas
Size: 152 cm x 152 cm
Year: 2025
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