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Ecclesiastes In 4 Short Stanzas - Poem by something changing

O the poor men, they had no blankets
And it was meaningless under the sun
The wise were only chasing the wind
The meaningless wind, under the sun

O the poor men, with no one to lie down with
They were cold and under the sun
If only they had their blankets and meaning
They could chase folly under the sun

O the poor men, oppressed and freezing
With no folly to chase under the sun
Their oppressors left them with no blankets
With no comfort under the sun

And it was meaningless

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 28, 2009

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