He climbed atop the Empire State
And looked below – the antsy gait
Of men and women fighting Fate.
And, like his hero Whitman, yawped
Before as thunderbolt he dropped
Upon their grounded conscience; stopped.
He climbed atop the Empire State
And looked below – the antsy gait
Of men and women fighting Fate.
And, like his hero Whitman, yawped
Before as thunderbolt he dropped
Upon their grounded conscience; stopped.