you stand untouched and dry;peering curiously into the future
of all that was left behind,
looking into wisdom as if
life was a stitch-in-time,
without rhyme or crime,
but accused all the same,
but in whose name was it writ...
following the path of fathers
who knelt behind these waters
seeking the dues that they
and so many others never paid.
17Sept14
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