A Ten World 2 Poem by welkin siskin
A Ten World 2
I long for no unfair, doctrinaire abode
Where thin strand of humanity
Slips into a sea of dread;
Elusive like an unbeaten lane
Of distant deep,
Where hoggish nature of the crazy world
Dwelt with a bundle of nerves,
With insane sense
Fragments the very quintessence
Of philanthropy, in any of my dreams!
But a ten world I long
Where sober breeze of freedom
Sings a refined strain of song.
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