Feather That Is Bent Poem by James McLain

You love different insights into philosophy.
When forced to your knees philosophy rocks.
You love every level of spurting life,
but the top level where life first reappeared.
Stepping down to the level that helps it appear.
Looking at tomorrow with you standing behind me.
Did you say you know better then,
better you're better than any and all which of this?
One yellow banana is better than a feather that is bent!