THERE ARE SOME THINGS YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND:

The way of a young man with a virgin;
How the sight, the smell, the touch of a girl
Will change a boy from gym shorts to slacks, and his
Punches and high-fives become handshakes and

                                                            Pats on the back.

The way that soil beds a seed, softens the
Testa, is metabolized and changed into
Thousands of pounds of wood, grained and branching;
A living thing from the disint’rested dirt,

                                                Weather, and element.

The way a man whose heart is dark
(Don’t be fooled: dark as the dark of darkest men’s hearts)
In one breath, will be blameless in the next;
Exhaling to death. Inhaling new air

                                                Through new lungs,

Beating a new pulse through new veins.

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