In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light,
A boy stands on the edge of dreams and reality,
Wondering what it means to be a man,
To step into the shoes of those before him.

The path is long, with shadows and sun,
Filled with trials that forge the soul,
Courage is born in the face of fear,
And wisdom grows from every fall.

To be a man is to hold the world,
With gentle strength and steadfast heart,
To shoulder burdens not for self,
But to lift others and stand apart.

In the end, it’s not the victories won,
But the love and honor left behind,
For a true man is not just what he becomes,
But how he lives, and how he’s kind.