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Respecting Another Free Man

I care not how you make love or play cards,
or if you scrape your boils with clay pot shards,
or cheat on your taxes or your fair loving wife,
or rob tourists with that sharp hunting knife,
sheathed in snakeskin boots, in case of baulking,
as you swagger down the road, trash-talking
over the number of lusty girls you bedded
who forever begged you to be white wedded.
It is great to respect another free man,
even if he sings way off-key in church service
or serves not the same foul dread black purposes,
because to respect is to show you can
withstand a world that wrecks without a plan,
that you are doubtlessly the better man.

This poem was written by Orpheus . on Jul 16, 2008.

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  1. Orpheus . says:

    Thanks Randall.
    Not my best work but a response to some invective cast my way.

  2. Randall Kell says:

    Not bad, not bad at all.