Ever and anon I envisage that when you are mellowing old, <br />you must demean as a Gee and always a man. <br />Society’s expectancies are so gordian to behold <br />that when you shy away you will be ban. <br />So, what I did was to mind without further ado <br />just to quadrate the sine qua non and gratify all and sundry. <br />But, as time passes by as the sun shines on me through <br />I looked into my shadow and I saw the two sides of me- <br />one being a Gee and the other being a slip of a boy. <br />Can I be a Progeny and at the same time a Gee? <br />I said to me “What happened to my being a slip of a boy <br />when every time since then I acted like a Gee? ” <br />I guess the Progeny in me can edify what and how I can be. <br />The why’s are for the Gee to spell out in a modest utterance <br />So that the youngling will get the drift and plainly see, <br />the labyrinthine of a Gee who needs deliverance. <br />In perpetum, I fancy that a Gee must father a Progeny. <br />And lead him to the right path of eternal wisdom. <br />But, now I realize that in the eyes of a progeny <br />reposes the betterment of a Gee in the days to come!<br /><br />Winston Soldevilla<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-progeny-a-gee/
