I Woke One Days & Was a Man

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I’d wondered how it would be in a body
Rented from God–
Damaged goods, cargo bruised each day

I thought being a man
Would mean
Being free to go wherever I want

Not bound by the chain Mr. D yanks to remind me
This is his game and he’s nearly won.

I recall being a boy
Dreaming big
Ready to invent a man, needy

So restless, eager to leave
And be here
In this bag of  walking skin and bone, waiting

Feeling time pulled out from under me slowly
God’s clown, Death’s dog

 

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