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GREATNESS

Why do we presume to be so great When we hasten so to tempt our fate Are our souls so in need of danger Starting thus while in the manger Bullet proof and over ten feet tall Flying way before we can crawl Drawn always to a brilliant light Oblivious to our perilous plight We run and rage on every page Never heeding the advice of sage Charging headlong into the wind Pausing briefly only to append If this thing I could understand Maybe my life I could amend This longing for freedom perchance Could this cause such a dance Maybe we can truly be this great If we can only redirect out fate.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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Date: 2/5/2016 12:02:00 AM
great concept. LINDA
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Date: 12/10/2013 5:14:00 AM
A well writen piece of work trying to interrogate the peculiarities of human behaviour. Thanks for sharing, Tye.
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