1 born in the shadow of Chernobel, climbing rubble;
1 rejecting Torah for Logic, talking semantics;
1 looking for death in life, humming Jazz in a taxi;
1 in search of social Justice, following the shoreline;
1 an observer at a Revolution, rowing blindly;
1 finding Ethics in storefronts, saving souls and money;
1 a voice at the edge, fringing mainstream Culture;
1 Metaphorically taking walks in a wheelchair.
Any of these
might be a friend or family.
There they are
crossing the road in traffic,
watching children in the park,
rushing home in the dark,
avoiding making meaning
by examining life at all costs.
They are at risk of losing
sight and mind or mobility.
They flex muscles most of us have lost
through time and neglect.
we can fly
where they only prepare to die.
My 8 have no use
and love destroying…
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