Forest Blake

Humanism - Poem by Forest Blake

The human brain,
capable of endless possibilities,
but it has its limits,
turning great men into hermits,
changing their merits,
causing extinctions of their ways of life,
the mind is the window,
from which you perceive our world,
and judge those around us,
those who dream to no longer be judged,
aren't afraid to push the limits,
of our simple brains,
and our tyrannous ways of life.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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