To those who go out confidently to cities
living and chipping at ancient restraints
with the machinery of slow canals
and the pensive rage of slogans
wiping their blood on the walls
we celebrate today the failures
of sad fathers whose sons
go sonless confidently off to wars
or widespread riots the best
they could come up with
who keep for themselves
what to do (confidently)
with their rejected gift of self
whether to reject him too
or let him kill them.
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