Provocateur, by Tom Mukasa

 Provocateur

Sometimes,
most times,
talk with the eye,
it may speak louder,
walk where your arms swing,
for there is your thrill,
sometimes work more with your legs,
write more pages,
as you walk,
look further with your ear,
listen with your mouth,
break away from fear,
complacence,
arrogance,
these two,
are a pair,
a tear,
a break,
in your smug wall.

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