As an example
of ingenuity,
you told me:
“but you can survive
on unseen lives;
Modern science can simulate
many effects
by using
culture.
Humans
are the key:
they help to seed
the future
But can also be
tricked
into work.”
and as he went along the shore he hummed,
Grandfather hummed, and not for feeling gay,
but as a signal that his work was well begun
that he had well accounted for another day.
The cranes along the waterfront, grotesques
with names he’d mastered in a foreign tongue,
were marvels that yet left him unimpressed;
were giants he walked fearlessly among.
The immigrant assurance in his breast
rode him to a new world, and made him brave.
He passed what he presumed was each new test
and strove until he landed in his grave.
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