My Hero……is the ideal “Man”
Father, father father of mine. The greatest man I’ve ever known. And yet to some father isn’t a word that resembles hero. Father isn’t a word that shows love and kindness. To them father is the name…of a monthly check. Father is just another man.
So what are we? We are not being created but destroyed. Our brothers are sleeping in the streets. Our sons sit at home without a job. What are we? A better question is…what can we be? I see those before me as heroes. Creating a path from nothing and presenting me with an opportunity for greatness. Because before my days you couldn’t tell your son he could be more than just a resident. And for the future young ones there’s proof that they can become the president.
I miss my Grandfathers and Uncles. I miss the fathers from my youth. My thousand male parents who brought food home after working 18 hour shifts. My brothers of families who held hope and love even in the hardest times. My heroines that never tried heroin. And it hurts because my heroes are steadily dying off and being replaced with disappointment.
Because I’m becoming tired of seeing boys remain boys. Tired of boys raising boys and not creating men. I was taught that a man takes care of his home. A man takes care of his responsibilities. A man….provides and loves.
But the problem is in this era there are plenty of 35 year old boys. And how can we expect a boy to raise a man.
So I tell my fellow men, to teach your brothers. Teach your boys, so we can stop this perpetuating the cycle of boys creating boys and never growing to become more than just a child. Tell these boys to get off the streets. Tell these kids to get off of these games. Tell these children to take care of their wives. Tell these adolescents to get a job. And most importantly tell these dads to become fathers and begin a new cycle…of creating men.
-Moises Seraphin
