Six Feet
In his macho youth
He wanted to seek out
The unfulfilled fulfilments
Walked bare feet on the prairies and
landscapes
Sweltering heat, blowy air, torrent
or twisters
Scarcely could scare him
And his glorious self could game
The land of his needs
Ambitious he with the greed
The long haul from the Earth to the
Moon
To gratify the concocted desires
The land of his needs
Chasing the unchased mirage
Feet bruised with age
Lavish land but where to take
Six feet, the credit he will take
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