Ancient Voices
All bareness forgiven
the razors gone dry
The excuses all shaven
no more asking why
A soul once abundant
my face starts to fill
No sentence redundant
no lines to go shrill
New destiny chosen
man’s burden unsung
The look becomes learned
masculinity sum
All chains have unshackled
a face that goes deep
A beard now awakens
—ancient voices that sleep
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)
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