We have befouled
Our hearts and homes with:
S-piritual pollution,
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I walked with the wind on a desolate hill
And the voice of the wind was keening and shrill;
The knife she held in her delicate hand
A slim, steel blade to sever the mind
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When I was young and fancy free
I hung my heart upon a tree;
And there an arrow found its mark -
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From behind high, drifting cumulus
And a black lattice-work of branches,
Bare save for a few sparse leaves,
A pearly lustre glows
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Friendship is a sturdy plant
With roots both long and strong,
A little nurture's all it needs
To stay with you life-long.
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Owning possessions,
We are possessed
By our possessions.
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No excuses from the mobile,
Buff or clothed, it wants its say;
Conversations sweet and low
Only make for better show.
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A carpet of gold
Splattered with scarlet;
Sweat of the poor,
Blood of the exploited,
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It is quiet here today;
No jumping on and off the walls of children,
No small huddles of people talking,
No muted responses to an almost incomprehensible droning,
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So smart,
So young,
So debonair,
He wears carnations with a flair;
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