Uncle History
Cuts his nails
Smiles to himself
Knowing
How primitive
We are
Every one of us
Karl Marx
For instance
Was secretly
Superstitious
You need faith
To believe
In historical materialism
Better times
May be coming
But pay attention
To your feet
Don’t step
On that crack
He trims his pinky nail
Right down
To the quick
Planet of the Blind 