We have come far—
made living easier
and more complex
our labyrinth of laws
unequaled and unequal
in a tangled maze
where Anyman can be
swallowed-up,
bound and wrapped
in a sticky web of knots.
We must be careful
what we say,
what we think—
we have no secrets,
no reason to whisper—
no place safe within
the eyes of men.
We have come far—
but just off the road
circling escorts
of Red Tails greet us,
make their each exchange
a thing of grace
throughout a day
feeding hay.
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