Poor little boy 💫

Poor Little Boys grow up as Giants who walk this earth 🌐

Day after day up there beating my wings with all the softness truth requires I feel them shrug whenever I pause:

They class my voice among tentative things,

And they credit fact, force, battering.

I dance my way toward the family of knowing, embracing stray error as a long-lost boy and bringing him home with my fluttering.

Every quick feather asserts a just claim; it bites like a saw into white pine.

I communicate right, but explain to the dean, well,

Right has a long and intricate name.

By ace101

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