how could one man
fill so much glorious space
with anything of consequence
i’m just a man
much rather be someone else
and somewhere i do not belong
than here like this
feeling my feet itching again
maybe someday this pain will be useful
maybe someday i’ll wish there was more
when i close my eyes for the last time
on the inhumanity of man
i live in a world of ghosts made of string
where capricious gods are the puppeteers
and i’ll hang myself from this vile paradigm
before it stiffs the ghost in me
i don’t need no special favour
just need to be anywhere but me
don’t need no whistling saviour
to save me from being a man
there’s no scribble to my quaver
just need to be anyone but here
don’t need no whistling saviour
i’m just one man
by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2022
unbolt me 
Profoundly penned.
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Thank you, Roshni. I really appreciate your kind words!
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I will make a pot of coffee to wait for the musical version…
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Me too! Only not coffee. Maybe a cup of hot Milo. 😆
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Milo is not enough to keep me awake to wait for long hours.
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😆
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Love this.
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Thank you so much, Maria. That means a lot!
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Deep, my friend, and I think it deserves to be set to music! I could ask someone I know.
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Thanks so much! And I’d certainly be open to that. We could feature it here on Unbolt Me! 😄
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Our son (https://musicbyseth.com/about) is usually busy with a variety of projects at any given time, but I’ll ask if he might be able to do an arrangement. I know he’s going to be busy with an upcoming Las Vegas resident show, so it may be a while…
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Good lord! He’s somebody-and-a-half isn’t he? His list of accomplishments is surely something to be proud of!
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