Here I stand in hooded robes
Layered black as furnace wood
Public rituals for modest goals
In an elephant sized package
Golden sabbaths and mausoleums
In an ordinary family dune
Here I stand an average man
Of which I'm told
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Author:
ProfessionalPaperDigester (
Offline) - Published: March 3rd, 2022 08:57
- Comment from author about the poem: It's been a while since my last write. Now that my hiatus is over I'm writing like crazy! This one in particular is about how we perceive the average man, or how he will be eventually, for our concept of average is always changing and soon maybe we all will be wearing robes and paying taxes with the blood of Christ.
- Category: Humor
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Comments3
Yes! The "average man." It's generic and outdone. We need diversity in our world! Nice poem! 💖
Indeed, maybe not the occult stuff I dove into here, but something.
A more than 'average' poem there, P.
Thank ya!
Wonderful! Not an average poem at all!
I appreciate it!
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