born a child
and am still
with ignorance piled
atop faulty landfill
each new piece sits
unsure of its balance
until it inevitably quits,
having exhausted its allowance
the shifty trash wall
collapses upon
a soul crushed by all
it claimed to understand
what must i do to prepare
that the day may dawn
when i can rightfully declare,
"I am a man?"
a man
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