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THE IRONY OF FULL DISCLOSURE

 

The irony of full disclosure

The fever of a human being

To fully immerse in this life

All emotions

The entire physical being

Committing to a life with another

As though meant by God and his fate

To come together as a whole

To produce children and raise them

To secure a place in this world to exist

For our time and to reflect on peace.

To thank those who fought for it

Those who sustained

All the business people and mothers

All the factory workers and teachers

All the poor slobs who push a broom

All part of life on this golden orb

Circling the mother sun

On her own path

Toward an even greater sun

Somewhere in the Heavens.

Yet here on our chair

Overlooking the Pacific

With the Bay in between

We spoke an unearthly rhyme

The kind that shivers through time

That takes the breath . . .

            And sends it high overhead

            Where it can look down

            And see us, embrace

            In a field of straw

            Covered in a golden glow                                                     220310.2

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