From The Diary Of A Humanist Poem by Meng Lim Dr

From The Diary Of A Humanist



Sit me at the table where I am talking to the estranged, the alienated, the lonely, the rejected, the impoverished, the forgotten, the hopeless, the marginalised and the most lowly.
Here I will learn the meaning of life
and the secret of true humanity

Friday, May 20, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: forgotten,hopeless,lonely
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Humanity
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