A Man of Consternation by Mike Williams 06/20/2015 @ 9:53 A.M.

A Man of Consternation by Mike Williams 06/20/2015 @ 9:53 A.M.

He seemed harsh beneath his quiet,
Lived life by purpose and not by whim.
Moving people about like chess pawns,
As if he were lord over them.

He had a fierce fast temper,
His eyes were full of flame.
By his controlling everything around him,
It somehow masked his deeper pain.

His father had long abandoned him,
While he was just a small boy.
His mother remarried a perfect stranger,
Forgetting him like a broken toy.

He raised two much younger brothers,
Saving them from hardships he knew.
He pushed the plow and bore the pain,
Forsaking the childhood he was due.

He was intense and strong back then,
Knowing full well how it felt.
He was saving suffering of other men,
From the same cards he was delt.

Such men that seem all together,
Are those who have fallen apart.
He was course and rough upon the surface,
But in truth he had the tenderest heart.

I observed him for the longest time,
And gave it all careful consideration.
I only knew him as my grandpa,
But he was a man of consternation

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