When humans have made every discovery
Will we have found ourselves as well?
Or, will we stay lost in our 'Identities',
Self-absorbed and trapped in Hell?
Balanced on the brink we stand
We make fists instead of holding hands
Tyrants and cop-callers rule the land
Worship Starbucks and so many brands
Take your stand, one day at a time
To err is human, to think is divine.
-9-17-2011-
Man, you sure got a lot said in this brief epistle. I got to think on this one as I read it again.I like your style. Worth more then a 6-I raise you to 10
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well written and well said. A poem that tells it how it is. Thank you for writing and sharing. Full marks for your must read. Take care and I wish you well.