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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410444" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Life Cycle of Common Man</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Roughly figured, this man of moderate habits,<br>This average consumer of the middle class,<br>Consumed in the course of his average life span<br>Just under half a million cigarettes,<br>Four thousand fifths of gin and about<br>A quarter as much vermouth; he drank<br>Maybe a hundred thousand cups of coffee,<br>And counting his parents’ share it cost<br>Something like half a million dollars<br>To put him through life. How many beasts<br>Died to provide him with meat, belt and shoes<br>Cannot be certainly said.<br>   But anyhow,<br>It is in this way that a man travels through time,<br>Leaving behind him a lengthening trail<br>Of empty bottles and bones, of broken shoes,<br>Frayed collars and worn out or outgrown<br>Diapers and dinnerjackets, silk ties and slickers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Given the energy and security thus achieved,<br>He did . . . ? What? The usual things, of course,<br>The eating, dreaming, drinking and begetting,<br>And he worked for the money which was to pay<br>For the eating, et cetera, which were necessary<br>If he were to go on working for the money, et cetera,<br>But chiefly he talked. As the bottles and bones<br>Accumulated behind him, the words proceeded<br>Steadily from the front of his face as he<br>Advanced into the silence and made it verbal.<br>Who can tally the tale of his words? A lifetime<br>Would barely suffice for their repetition;<br>If you merely printed all his commas the result<br>Would be a very large volume, and the number of times<br>He said “thank you” or “very little sugar, please,”<br>Would stagger the imagination. There were also<br>Witticisms, platitudes, and statements beginning<br>“It seems to me” or “As I always say.”<br>Consider the courage in all that, and behold the man<br>Walking into deep silence, with the ectoplastic<br>Cartoon’s balloon of speech proceeding<br>Steadily out of the front of his face, the words<br>Borne along on the breath which is his spirit<br>Telling the numberless tale of his untold Word<br>Which makes the world his apple, and forces him to eat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Howard+Nemerov">Howard Nemerov</a><div class=q>
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This average consumer of the middle class,
Consumed in the course of his average life span
Just under half a million cigarettes,
Four thousand fifths of gin and about
A quarter as much vermouth; he dra..."></div>
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