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I Break Now (For Rg)
The silence of years I break now That I should not die entwined in pain For I have lived this savage vow To be a man, and pure against your stain You use words and stories Like false ladders of Jacob to the sky Changing moods for sympathies That cannot your coldness pry. I am a man, and father of few, but must Bear the sin of father of all Sin I did not father you, nor fenced the lust That torments you at the slippery wall I gave my all to you, which you claim To the world as your effort of your sweat And before my children spoiled my name Who surrendered more than you forget. But O the gall, the bitter gall and sleep Bruised, for I did search for my blame To be your puppet once again. I leap To die, and found in it truth, so I keep Still my manhood beyond my pain Missed only my children in your chain Waiting like a chrysalis to rise again And loll in sunshine of joy's domain. Yet, I break not silence for self alone, but For children now and after lynched by disaster Who must crawl through misery and the rut Without understanding, I pour too my alabaster Bringing praise tongues swaddled in lies Through the scourge of malice and lies, defying The expectation of jealous eyes I come, against recall's rage, exemplifying.
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