A mere Affirmation…

Damnation was his destiny,

For he dared to pick a vocation,

Precisely contrary to the anticipation

And that was his only felony.


A foray of bashing remark,

Pushed him into the dark.

In quietus, solace he found,

Lying on the splendid ground.

A silent figure concealed in shroud,

Reclined amidst the teeming crowd.


Once he was a cheerful lad,

Now a paltry cheerful dead.

Indeed, expensive was his supplication,

As he had sought a mere affirmation.


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