Attractive on theirs,

Which isn’t ours.

Vigilant to haters,

Those who are destructors.

Tempering with my utter,

As I won’t be the tar.

I’m a stem,

Fulfilled with life,

That gives lime

To those who are mine.

As we ride a mile,

On this savage life.

Redeem me as a pillar,

For which I am

As someone sight me as man.

With a toddler on surname,

Settings the sound of “Dad”,

It’s who I am.

I am permeable

Leave if you are able

But at least I am not double,

I am one in all the troubles.

So if you cripple,

Don’t come crawling.