The Tin Can Men

They sat in tuna tin cans
Squeezing themselves to leak out.
They grappled with ideas that
Made them prodegies, but still
They rotated within their cans.

Someone once told of a man,
Who lived outside the can.
He gave his stained palms
To the men inside the cans.
And then they saw their past in vain
And gave this man outside the can,
Their breath and gains....

It changed the tin can men into a Man.