Tougher Than the rest
Growing up I had no style. I wanted to be that tough kid that had that comb in his back pocket and everyone saw as a rebel. I wanted to live my life with guns blazing and go out the same way. Being tougher than the rest, I thought that was what was expected of me. As I got older I saw it was all a lie.
Tougher Than the Rest
From the day I was born I had to be tougher than the rest,
My Daddy was never a shirker, and ruthlessly put me to the test.
Before I was born, Daddy and my brothers fought tooth and nail,
Daddy’s idea was to make us hard-hitting to keep his 3 boys out of jail.
Now Daddy’s idea on raising his son’s may have been flawed,
But, tougher than the rest we became from Daddy’s prod.
There came a time when Daddy and Mama went different ways,
Didn’t change being tougher than the rest or how I had been raised.
In my life I brawled in the streets and ran from the law,
Standing on the edge of the cliff of becoming an outlaw.
Played football, tussled all – then, after my heroes I cowboyed up,
Rode bulls for a spell until one and I butted heads in a pileup.
Drank in the Honky Tonks and bounced in those country saloons,
Out late, drinking more than I should and sleeping in the afternoons.
Trying to stay tough to live up to my Daddy’s ideals,
Never living up or staying the course and always at Daddy’s heels.
Not long after Daddy died I realized I had been a fool,
That being tougher than the rest was not the right kind of fuel.
Now growing up tougher than the rest I hid a sensitive heart,
Being creative and artful was not living up to my manly part.
Being miserable had cost me a more than my family and my wife,
Losing all, I needed to set the right course for the reminder of my life.
Late in life, I saw the light I followed my artful and creative ways,
Being tougher than the rest had always been a very deceptive maze.
Finding myself behind a camera and the poetry of the written word,
Looking back at the past – now it all seems so shamelessly blurred.
In trying to be someone I was not and tougher than the rest,
Hiding within myself of who I truly am – had always been suppressed.
Kurt James © 2019
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