What manner of man am I

that I love adventure

but to whom the day to day, the subtle whisper

of understanding how everything

outside books, music and sport

and the odd moment of anger

when a political fool stands up to face the nation

and who asks us with greasy thought

and hand over fist embarrassment

to trust them, a rant at the radio

always good for the soul;

how anything outside all of this

matters a jot.

 

What manner of man am I