The Re-Invented Man
I’m the re-invented man
I memorised myself
Then told me back again
Left out the
warts
‘n all
because I can
All that’s in me
is me
all that’s not
either isn’t there
by choice
or is on its way
by re-invention
Watch me become more than me
Or better still take my hand
fell the heat of growing
my will to be
The nth degree of me
is an inevitability
I’m the re-invented man
Merely doing what you also can
If you really wanted to be free
I was born blind
Of two blind parents
My blindness was hereditary
But I chose them
They never chose me
So I’ve taught my eyes to see
I can see the Sun the Moon the Clouds
I can see the Stars the Leaves the Spiderwebs
They’re all signs put out for me
I trained my eyes to see your signs
You inspired me to learn to read them
I know that all of your signs
Are spelling your name
In a language I can’t conceive
I love you God
You’re a crafty buggar
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