I am not one for titles and hierarchical living. Of coarse, labels serve some function in relating to one another. Still, I yearn for human relations where titles of status and power do not confound our basic humanity. Thus, this poem:<\/p>\n
Re-Nouned<\/strong><\/p>\n
Guru \nMaster \nReverend or priest \nDoctor \nProfessor \nPresident and CEO \nYour Honor \nWhatever \nIn titled \nLabels urned \nPersons of such \nRe-noun \nI rather fancy \nAs simply friend \nOr neighbor<\/p>\n
NOTE: in the second-to-last line, you could capitalize “Friend,” referencing Quakers, also called the “Society of Friends.” I deeply respect their non-hierarchical approach to spirituality. Still, and perhaps disquieting sow, my anti-capitalist leanings win out…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"