All babies doodle.
Their brains undeveloped.
Scribbling words unknown.
Hunters of the animal called 'play'
Creating uncultured art with no intended meaning.

All teens ramble.
Their emotions uncontrolled.
Blurting out complaints unending.
Seekers of the treasure called 'attention'.
Seemingly angry at a world, they feel, hates them.

All adults scramble.
Their faculties fully matured.
Stumbling yet rising to reach the goal.
Seekers of the whistle called 'wealth'
Scrambling to get good homes and fulfillment in career paths.

All men fumble
Their spirit man still doodling like babies.
Crumbling to the lusts of the flesh, eyes and pride of life.
Followers of the leader called 'pleasure'
Engaging all faculties in a bid to satisfying their master.

Real men Rumble.
Their spirit man fully alert and grown.
Understanding that the world is a battle.
Faithful soldiers of the General called Jesus.
Falling at the battlefield, yet rising again for the battle is not over.

A baby, real men become in trusting the leader.
Teenage theatrics, real men avoid when storms come.
The whistle of evangelism, real men scramble to blow at all times.
And the band of merry makers, real men must avoid at SOME times of their lives.

Be a real man.
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Watch out for A trip down Uniben lane part 7 coming out tomorrow.