I was once a man who lived
within the measures of his time
paying homage to the laws
and the writ of social circumstance
I gave credence to friendship
the kindness of fellow men
giving loyalty due credit
to the tasks and duties at hand
Alas the world has other cues
the counting of self does outweigh all
selfless tradition has no dues
except as fodder to selfish chores
Upon a choice I opted to sever
all the ties that have bound me hither
unshackling the binds of social tenure
freeing my soul to freely wander
Enjoying the silence of empty harbors
exploring the expense of lands uncharted
in the cool waters of solitude's river
singing the song of a soul disenchanted.
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