my friend things are different now
changes have come
and the order of the world
inside me has been
thoroughly
reshuffled
i like to think that my heart
is above my head
when we first met
and i was then
to bold to
hold the balance
between
rush and rash,
but it is different now
i got a name tag
and it is white
and laminated and
electronically
coded
much as i like to see you
in your world
i cannot anymore
i am bound to the law
of my ancestors
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