No new school of
Philosophy
No undiscovered branch of
Science
No star on the wall at Langley
No street named after me
But
Still
Writing to make sense of the
World
Sacrifices made now
To the tomorrow
and being a man
Worth fucking
Worth fighting
A friend of quiet certainty
A father who loves and teaches
These things
I am
Or perceived myself to be
Despite, sometimes
The evidence
