If you ask him he would trade it all
The hurt the pain to feel nothing at all
He'd be telling you the truth because it's just too much
The sensations the thoughts the ideas as such
Why Love if her Hate is stronger than that feeling
Why keep climbing the mountain if it leaves you reeling
He wants this glory this expectation of a reward
Little does he know it's something he can ill afford
As this life does not offer that type of glory
If that's the case than it'd be a different story
As I ponder what life can be like for this man
Hopefully he'll learn to understand
That Glory these days are in your self worth
Something you'll carry with you from your birth
No Glory for the Man who has a heart
Wish he knew that the Glory always came from the start
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