James Curtis Hall Jr.

(Wilmington, Delaware, USA)

We Come To Go

The whole world's a stage, and the life of man, less than a span;
In misconception, wretched, and from the womb, so on to the tomb;
Crust from the cradle brought up through years, with cares and fears;
Who then, will moral judgment trust,
With dreams of fortunes, and fates all written in dust. Still here in sorrow, yet, here we remain, oppressed, this life is best!
Courts are only superficial schools, for proven fools;
It's rural parts transform into a den, for savage men;
To that

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