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Ode to a Macho Man
 Menacing mask conceals your soul,
Disguised are your fears,
Stay cool, hang loose, act tough, little old man,
You know the end is near.
Treacherous superhuman tasks,
Are yet to come your way,
Don't show the strain,
Wipe all your tears,
The lies will be believed.
Hide despair, boredom, grief,
The race is almost gained,
Cover the wounds,
Don't bare the scars,
Their myth must be retained.
Sardonic jest make of your pain,
Distorted make your laughter,
Comic detachment make your death,
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Your know
there's nothing after.
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© 2000 George Pararas-Carayannis
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