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