All the Worlds a Stage
Why, why,
the question
upon all the world's
lips
Why,why
with a world
weary sigh
they ask
and wonder
why
and yet
with the
same voice
deny
aye
deny
again
and again
inherent
waywardness
constant
self centred
ness
ego
worship
a theism
of me
me
me
for beyond them
selves
they cannot
see
this
earthly
reality
Listen to me read aloud
my poetry @
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yschiro
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2013
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