I was supposed to be a Mason but
I was thirteen if you know what I mean
And my Grandpa died anyway
When I was falling headlong into what
Would be the madness in between
Then and now going but already gone
Too far to be a joiner then
Knowing I would have to do this alone
And so that is what I have been
Doing all these years out here on my own
Master of none but in my way
A brother otherwise to everyone
A lodge of one as I go on
To find out about what it means to be
In me out of what I have seen
Internally and yet fraternally
A brother otherwise unseen
On my way to see what it means to me
How I was chosen anyway to see
Some things maybe others might not
Out here transcending independently
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Jane