is his willingness for self-sacrifice. To fight or fall upon the sword for love, for tribe, for country, for ideas. The measure of a man is his ability to confront the tragic irony that every king is a pawn every master a slave ever leader another follower of the dictates of the hind brain - yet march on. The measure of a man is the depth of his struggle; his threshold for resistance; his selfless commitment to the vision of the good. On the battlefield of life he creates his worth. In the end, expendable unsung. Neither cursing the gods nor surrendering to despair. He builds and protects with valor, with duty, with courage, with prudence. Fueled by a heavy heart beating proudly beneath scarred flesh he plays his thankless role.