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Samurai Song
By Robert Pinsky When I had no roof I made Audacity my roof. When I had no supper My eyes dined. When I had no eyes I listened. When I had no ears I thought. When I had no thought I waited. When I had no father I made Care my father. When I had no mother I embraced order. When I had no friend I made Quiet my friend. When I had no enemy I opposed my body. When I had no temple I made My voice my temple. I have no priest, my tongue is my choir. When I've had no means Fortune is my means. When I have Nothing, death will be my fortune. Need is my tactic, detachment Is my strategy. When I had No lover I courted my sleep. |
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