[To Be a Man]
There’s only
one way to be a
better man;
& that way,
is not the
way of a manufactured
man,
A phantom of
a phantom,
where
compromised become of
defects,
defection,
& feet
falling forward cease
to footsteps
from behind;
So there is
a flaw,
there seem
to be many,
I hear tell,
as the census takers
take no time
in figuring,
then from
them,
the man,
who is not
so much more worse off
than the
next being applauded,
sees in
himself acclimation,
henceforth
never a change,
a wink
dwindling beyond as far
as I will
ever see-
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