The Last Label
From birth a man is labeled
Many times in his life
To keep track
Of his potential
Aspirations and growth
The risks he poses
To himself and other men
His profitability to be foresold
On goods, services and ideas
To be neatly mapped
For political gain
Until the last label is fastened
On his big toe
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Gladius Poeticus 
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