I wrote a tragedy on life,
written from an etching in glass.
An inspirational poem
with themes of fleeting wisdom.
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Soon it will be time
for you to rest
relax rejoice with long
missed friends family
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He walks alone, come life, come death.
Who really sees him, who really cares?
Here stands a young man, see his clothes,
just tattered rags, long greasy hair,
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The day is done, the hour is late,
as I lie down at last to rest.
Tranquility is all I seek this night,
an interval of silence exertion free;
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why always casting stones
when first we are told commands
to remove our own rafters
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white collar crime is
immoral an injustice
that many countries
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time and concentration?
energy love passion?
routine stubborn determination?
produces surprises changes?
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Oh America!
when will you learn
learn to love peace?
When will you make
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