Ancient Voices

All bareness forgiven

  the razors gone dry

 

The excuses all shaven

  no more asking why

 

A soul once abundant

  my face starts to fill

 

No sentence redundant

  no lines to go shrill

 

New destiny chosen

  man’s burden unsung

 

The look becomes learned

  masculinity sum

 

All chains have unshackled

  a face that goes deep

 

A beard now awakens

  —ancient voices that sleep

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

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