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    The poem compares a man to bamboo, noting that humans originated from bamboo according to legend. While bamboo is flexible, the speaker asserts that as a man he will not stoop or bend to every passing wind, instead maintaining his humanity and dignity. He asks God to test his flexibility but hopes to remain steadfast as a man rather than simply bending without purpose.

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    The poem compares a man to bamboo, noting that humans originated from bamboo according to legend. While bamboo is flexible, the speaker asserts that as a man he will not stoop or bend to every passing wind, instead maintaining his humanity and dignity. He asks God to test his flexibility but hopes to remain steadfast as a man rather than simply bending without purpose.

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    The poem compares a man to bamboo, noting that humans originated from bamboo according to legend. While bamboo is flexible, the speaker asserts that as a man he will not stoop or bend to every passing wind, instead maintaining his humanity and dignity. He asks God to test his flexibility but hopes to remain steadfast as a man rather than simply bending without purpose.

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    Man of Earth by Amador T. Daguio.

    Pliant is the bamboo; I am a man of earth; They say that from the bamboo We had our first birth. Am I of the body, Or of the green leaf? Do I have to whisper My every sin and grief? If the wind passes by, Must I stoop and try To measure fully My flexibility? I might have been the bamboo, But I will be a man. Bend me then, O Lord, Bend me if you can.

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