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Friday, July 7, 2006

Like The Pessimistic Fellow

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Like the pessimistic fellow
Who is lost within a crowd
Life comings running toward me
hoping I’ll give it a try.
but how can I try something
that most certainly will die?

As a falling star fades quickly
in a dark, but star-lit sky
and the world around me
shatters, and I am asking, “Why? ”

Fate becomes a prism
that reveals all of mankind
And time becomes a prison
For even the freest of all minds.

copyright 1968 - corpus christi
Robert Ruiz
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