What is the difference in the man
That learns to love with all he can
Not the stumbled stride of brute
But, loving whole, right to the root
He loves a woman as he can
But, grovels not, he is a man
No animal that merely begs
That is not written in the regs
Nor animal that growls and beats
To force the woman forth her treats
For Humans are another sort
They love for love and not for sport
What is the essence of a man
To hide from nothing, heed no ban
Clarity must be the call
For Human to avoid the fall
Face his demon, only one
Failure irks until it's done
Destroys the Human from within
Causing race to hear the din
The clamour of forsaken soul
Must realize it can be whole
And hear the clairing call
That clarity is all
We can't be human sans our pride
In our race and in our stride
In all we do must be respect
Back we go to missing speck
In all we do must be the pride
Back we go to missing stride
As long as men deceive themselves
The deeper in the lies he delves
Refuting all of reason's ways
As in the muck, his lack he lays
Taken in stride, it's simple to do
But, broken the stride of race to construe
That all becomes right with the men and their ways
As they learn of the love and its brightening rays
Rather than scoffing at that which they fear
That they're not up to that they hold dear
The misery caught behind every eye
Telling the story of life gone awry
No more to rely on a wing and a prayer
Now I reveal all the landscape, so bare
Confounding the sight for all there to see
Setting the soul and notions so free
I cannot question any longer
Landscape that can make us stronger
The clarity's required, my dear
The fog, it lifts, the view is clear
I cannot question any longer
As clarity becoming stronger