love
that boils down
to the pure enough
eyeing the girls
scooping mud
in headlong innocent greatness
among the clatter
and the chatter
of the catty city mothers
lone wolf father
proud among the pack
as his girls
school the other children
rule the roost
unafraid
hands deep in the ground
to let the cool Earth
bathe our good anger
content, for now
to not destroy this world
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