Driven Purpose of Man

People week when a solider falls
For he likely walked, fought with honor
And people often weep when mere man falls
Not always knowing how he walked, lived
Not always knowing the full extent of his dreams
Not always knowing if he cried and for how long when he did
Not knowing if his heart was filled with pain
Even if a smile often engulfed his face
Because a man, you see, is only human
So forget about Superman and any other animated super hero
For mere man is proned to make mistakes
Capable of falling
Even dying
Everybody dies
But how we act while we’re alive is how we’ll be remememberd
Good, bad, or ugly
There will be tales
Some short, some long, but there’s always a story to tell about everybody
Always a tear to shed or tears
Always a laugh or laughter
Because there is a purpose to every man’s life
Though that purpose is not always known
Until
Often so sady
But until …until he has passed
That the purpose by which he was apparently driven is understood
Sometimes cheered
Whether solider or just mere man.