Why did God make many men? 
I ask people when
They question " You are  not him, 
Bringing brightness in the dim. "

I protest and say, 
"I will walk a new way. "
"A NEW WAY", they retort
"Will be destruction, Oh my God, 
And if you figure out
Somehow a stand still
It will only gift you a cheap will. "
"Is will the creator
Of an aim or the nature? "
When I ask they shout, 
"How the hell you rebound? "
"I will suffocate if I become
A man of salary so handsome. 
There will be smile
Lasting longer than a while, 
If I wear my as aim
Instead of adjusting in stranger name."
With eyes in hope I wishper
Thinking to hear they would bother.
"Some place we will be old
In life, you need to hold
Us and your family
So enter the woven destiny. "
"You stop me I will stop
You bend me I will bend, 
Like a river meets sea though tampered
I will be that what I am natured. "

So God made many men, 
To be king in their own den. 
I answer people then
"Yes  am not him
Bringing brightness in the dim
Because, 
Unique of might
I will bring brightness brightness in the bright. "