by Samuel Derrick Rosen

If you wish to be a sparrow
I will protect you from the hawks,
I will follow your instruction,
I will be your poor man,
I will nurture my poverty.

I'll be your
escort you through
the aberrations of light,
the animal spectrums,
take you beyond the fear of death,

the ever false delays,
Man's need for his malaise.
In a land where everybody
is somebody
and there is nothing unexplained
I will be your nobody,
your cipher,
your zero,
your unimpeachable holy ghost.