No mighty man likes to be closeness,
A man ventures on an impatient nature;
His mortifying notion is a position
Of grandeur, much likes him then.
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Disregard his forbearance for this is a young female,
The majority belonged to the teaching community;
My colonels accepted the suppositions so differing,
My bigotry half-bred, I pursued eagerly the flight.
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Obnoxious children fiercely chose the worst,
Worried by the panicky messages, they pleaded
For rest and peace so as to grow colossal, gigantic
Like parents of a certain gender that they trusted.
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The path that is ridden with filth
Needs to be replaced by structures
That sound and appear like treasure,
To be stored in the laps of the children.
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My heart is set in one way,
Mine carries care and discipline;
It accepts what is given to itself,
It repeats and beats, it is shaped
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My way is straight like the path
That neither winds nor sways,
My instincts are still clever,
For my being is called manhood.
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Food is a miracle from the One God who loves,
His followers obey him by declaring
A secret love of food;
The dinner appears to be forsaken
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A tree is built by the one who loves,
The flowers climb from the earth
As the clouds weep, letting the ground grow.
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Sleep is innocent, sleep has a spell on us,
It is wrong to be unconscious for too many hours;
The destruction of dreams is inspired by battle,
The battle of life has been gained by the unrolled eyes -
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Two innocent men walk into each other’s paths,
A crime made a spectacle of them both,
A cell of squalor occupied them after much hope,
And the end of life happened all-of-a-sudden.
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