[Lyrics reprinted by the author (c) 1995 Carmen Presti]
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                              What is a Man?

     What is a Man?
     Is he child grown old? Compassion turned cold?
     Is he left with no answers for all he's been told?

     What's in a man that makes him feel strong?
     That takes him so long
     To finally decipher the right from the wrong

     What's Man to do in the hours of the night
     When no one remains there to hear him;
     What can Man be if he's going to be free
     But there's no one still needs to be near him;

     What is a Man?
     Is he father to son? Love that's been done?
     Is he only the hunted too tired to run?

     What makes a Man?
     In light of the word, so often he's heard
     Can he still be disjointed from all that's occurred?

     What resons exist for the being of Man?
     To carry the burdens, and not to understand
     That the load he's been given's a test from above
     To play on his soul for the strength of his love

     And What is a Man who can't share his love?
     And who needs a man who can't be thought of
     As man enough now to give up his hand
     And stop asking questions like What is a Man?

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