And the world stays steady
On its heavy, constant turn
I've sought this, and I have learned.
I've brought this, what I have earned.
That men all grow up just to die,
They leave their wives and money behind,
Their wrinkled faces see no new places,
but their hearts embrace constricting cases
In cages these men lie.
In cages they will die.
-E.p.
© 2009
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