Just Thinking

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Just Thinking

Post by polycarp »


No more than a dust particle

Through a vast unknowable space

Is but a world of debacle

The niche to lonely human race

Knowing no bit about his genesis

Or what his omens shall be

But his mind so bubbling with crises

Like a boiling pot of tea

To singly own all is the urge

Or to dwell in power's corridor

Resulting in many a scourge

As in wars and rumours of more

Reasons I can't unravel

Isn't the ageless struggle

Between God and the devil

That led to all this trouble?
A formula for tact: "Be brief politely, be aggressive smilingly, be emphatic pleasantly, be positive diplomatically, be right graciously".

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