Phenomenal Man

by Sidney Watson



Hard-knock men wonder 

Where about my hardness lies

Iím not a gangster, thug, roughneck

Or any of those hard-knock guys

When I try to explain my theory

Their eyes become leery

I say

The heart that lies in the center of my chest 

The boldness in my feet

The pride that I keep 

Iím a man, phenomenally

Phenomenal man

Thatís thee

 

Iíve strolled the hard streets 

Just as hard as they do

Getting where I have to go

To a woman

The ladies follow behind

Pretending to be part of my shadow

I say

Do not blame those guys 

For not knowing who they are

They do not know

Itís the courage in my eyes

My spirit in disguise

The wings sitting on my back

The pigment that makes me black

Iím a man, phenomenally

Phenomenal man

Thatís thee

 

Women have pondered themselves 

What lies beneath the surface of this body?

Tried so desperately

Still, failing to comprehend my inner quality

Trying to explain it

I had them to sit

I said

Itís the whiteness of my bones

The perfection of my teeth

The designed fingerprints of my hand

The thing that goes unnoticed

Makes me a phenomenal man

Iím a man, phenomenally

Phenomenal man

Thatís thee

 

Now, you should know

Reasons why I keep moving ahead

Donít blame. Nor do I complain

But seek solutions instead

When you see me coming

You ought to be proud

Of me standing next to

A ďPhenomenal womanĒ

I say

Itís in the width of my nose

The curl of my hair

The fragrance of my cologne

Traveling through the air

ĎCause Iím a man, phenomenally

Phenomenal man

Thatís thee


Phenomenal Man by Sidney Watson

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