We look, askance, at self in jest
with naked, empty eyes;
we try to chart the track that’s best
through life’s uncertain skies.
We cannot make an outward choice
without an inward glance
to check the state of mother’s voice--
we dare not take the chance.
The lords of ambiguity,
we work to earn a “name”,
pursuing great celebrity--
while demonizing same.
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