Egos Sum - Poem by Christopher Withers
the creases worn upon my hands -
run the course of lifetime past,
others shaped as they shape me
contra to erosions role,
the lines, they deepen, expose the soul:
unlikeness built, carved egos sum,
a monument to blindness done.
but times advance, quells not critics eye,
erosions role resumes anigh.
and what i am, i have become
is carved away - rent to the dust
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