I and I
Intrepid investigator
Listening at the door
Broke forever penniless
Pressing on with no regard
Duty bound to save the poor
Ignore the aging lines that bind
The extra pounds around the mid
Clowns of less humility
Have found the inside message hid

Just to keep the steps ahead
To be the unsung underdog
No consequence of gravity
Had to be the way it is
Scrawl the ink across the page
The all inclusive loss of rage
To aim the arrows higher still
And penetrate the citadel

He fell the never coming day
That all of passion fades away
Wasted in the aftermath
An adolescent infidel

Tell the road men to return
Await the moment, never learn
Underneath the bow that bends
Rend the wires and smash the lens
Tear the pamphlet pages worn
Never to be read again
Remember red is starving thin

The rain may wash the cost away
Let us pray the captured flee
Confinement cannot find its feet
To find pursuit of smashing youth

Unrealized this aging plagiarist
The sunshine paper table leaf
A pen beside and none to sign
In solidarity with slaves