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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A wandering alien I meander in wonder Traversing the earth, sky and the sea. This neo-globe in quick metamorphosis While in continual circulation With all of her civility and merchandise And appurtenances of modernity; Complexity has transcend The simplicity of an era and ‘Tis everything has become new: The huge metallic cacophonous bird, The neurotic box that outwit the brain To exceed the axis and compact the universe… But i wonder still of these invent To calm the wave and to seal the sky With all of the kismet of flood, Storm, earthquake and tsunami! The dragon had long become a myth To reborn the surge of rocket boom. The cackling metal stick inbuilt with death And the miniature ‘tom to turn the city into ash. I see a gigantic whale propelled within stomach, Slosh through surface and beneath the ocean Thwarting the tumbling wave and serenity below. There is the polished Everest Mountain to live, The worker model reacting to button; The fast metal snake reacting to charge And the transplantation of Organs…. Man has create a world of wonder And still I meander for essence and repose! Great wit and profound ingenuity Have now surpassed the strength to till And eyes set on screen and pages Have undermined the Wisdom of Solomon…. But what pertains to the invent of contentment With anxiety, frustration and desperation? Merchants have dawn the mint for barter And the opportune capitalist is fortunate With all the communal fortune and as Titles and honours have excused a name While prevail the awful distress about Destitution, sickness, hunger and death And corruption….? These conundrums… Still a wanderer, I meander in wonder!
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