The wiseacre ingenious hi-tech
now coordinated unwiseness
Of a stark poisoning the belly
With his own hands in enmity
He died lacking rectitude
For death sorrow of any sort
In his prime stance
To eliminate self
(Wednesday 6th October,1999,1.57 pm)
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He died lacking rectitude! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
That's right. Thanks.