The mantle of the furthest faller
Fell to you,
As the previous incumbent jumped under hoops,
Not through.
Unable to continue with the inundated
Truth
That somebody, somewhere, had something
Less to lose.
He allowed everybody else’s worst selves to rise
To the surface,
And go about their business as with some kind
Of urgence.
And we oblivious to the weights bourn by stainless
Steel servants,
Or the accumulated effects choice has on
Their fervour.
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