Your Shame Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Your Shame



Your shame is that I wear it aught—to be Alive.
Knowing what I know — Man, 'I am the child.
But could I envy— you that I must trust.
This sack of soil and it's dust full each bag—
being undistinguished from all the rest.
Remembered once permitted—why it is, 'I am.


e.d.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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