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upon the scream of my sudden impudence

anger took somewhere along the way a nearly

unarguable turn

causing my eyes of careful reawakened innocence

to take fire and burn

and brightly so

sparing me no

even small amount of restrained heat

only mortar from mistakes made in my fast

aging past that I was foolish enough to come

by and repeat

how many more vagrants must I be forced to

encounter to aid me in my simple quandary's

quest

for the gift of patience, petition and

unparalleled jest

nothing more than to merely just get away

who is left master of his situation when God

sees fit to take his leave and let man make his

own say

other than my own conscience

I know not what else to fight with nor for

so if you can't or won't give me any other form

of help or guidance

at least leave open somewhere for me

one small, available door.............

(Dec. 7,1993 pm)