No Bigger Than a Baritone Horn - Part I

Round about nineteen 1971-2, yours truly bid adieu to Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School (situated at crossroads – then beau colic rural routes of Evansburg Road and Ridge Pike), where nary a clue prevails today of such pristine farm country due to undergo radical urbanization during my boyhood edu cay ting this sensitive kid asper flora and fauna drastically became few, but primary aim of poem intent to focus on grievous sobbing from lifelike goo goo doll (cries and whispers ken still be heard within beef jerky ladder day grown man body electric) hoo vividly recollects scathing stabbing, torquing twerking, survey monkey wrenching “IDO NOT WANT TO BE ALIVE” reaction from manifold factors, which exponentially increased goy tar attacks targeting thine mideastern suffer tick Jew such baiting (though nary a hint how mean neighborhood kids gleaned this information), since not one kewpie doll, nor telltale Star of David dead giveaway, no one knew such sacred symbols never adorned, deployed gripped ourselves, (Unitarians encompassed family of origin), which credo Matthew best describes as a hodgepodge, pastiche, ragbag, et cetera of pew pills amassed from a gamut of disparate Parochial spew wing litany trouncing as heresy any diametrically opposed sanctified religious treatises secular regents questioned plants seeds of white lily germinating, sprouting and teasing out through logical, oratorical, rational invocations such a heretical view which synoptic backstory of mine, now allows, enables and provides an opportunity for you to read what I intended to be main essence of this notion communicated from one to another primate within the human zoo.