Aging children and the fathers eye.

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    Aging children and the fathers eye.

    Little boy I saw you running out the door
    Little boy I saw you dashing out that store
    Little boy I saw you chasing that girl
    Little boy I saw you shooting that squirrel
    Young man I saw you punching the wall
    Young man I saw you watching your life fall
    Young man I saw you surrender yourself
    Young man I saw you greedy with your wealth
    Mortal father I saw you take what wasn’t yours
    Mortal father I saw you jealous roars
    Mortal father I saw you cheating on your wife
    Mortal father I saw you selling your life

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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