He wipes the dirt from his shredded knees
as he takes another step
toward the stairway.
Though all-battered guilt
won’t leave his eyes,
he can now sail
forever.
Now, he ponders his death,
pulling at his hair
and mind-
choices are:
never
Through the blistering sun
he hangs over his people,
and he shouts magnanimous
thoughts.
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