He is a man of God, they proclaim.
I want that.
He is a leader of men, they proclaim, scream.
I want that.
He is a titan of industry, they proclaim, scream, and invoke.
I want that.
He is the intellectual’s intellectual, they proclaim, scream, invoke, and exclaim.
I want that.
Then, I grasped it was time
Time to put aside childish things
Infantile suckling and umbilical longings
Time to stop coveting as a crook would
And earn treasures due me only through labor
It’s time to do the work.
I’ll start tomorrow.
Or the day after.