Let Jack remember
How lowly,sub-standard
He once was-
When head gets clouded
Before bean has sprouted
Through toil of heart
And mind soil
By projecting stalks
To the sky
Climbing necessity ladders
To God symbols
Though by fellow considered
A poor man and withered
His blissful realizations
Were many and great-
See him walking there
His back disappearing
By wistful gait
Copyright, 2011, CaseyCarter
From, Blue Tissue
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