Classic Poem

Lacerated grey has bitten
Into your shapeless humility.
Little episodes of roving
Strew their hieroglyphics on your muteness.
Life has given you heavy stains
Like an ointment growing stale.
Endless feet tap over you
With a maniac insistence.

O unresisting street-pavement
Keep your passive insolence
At the dwarfs who scorn you with their feet.
Only one too long upon his back
Can appreciate the stars above him.