
My brothers saw me as a runt,
their accentuated athleticism was quite a front.
I used to work so hard to get their attention,
and attain my father’s pretension.
I followed in my family’s footsteps,
but then I realized that I rather lead sheep in pastures, as doing this, I don’t feel overly inept.
Intuition settled in my chest,
it felt warm and familiar, the best.
When I saw the giant causing fear,
I tried on the armor and gear,
but my invisible armor was already on,
and I knew in my heart that this seemingly beastly menace would soon be gone!
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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