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TRUTHS LAMENT

Contributed by rhymeandreason on Sunday, 21st March 2004 @ 05:56:22 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Trying to be seen by the blind,
is like trying to be heard by the deaf.
When what is true,
none involved seeks to find.
Consequently of such they're bereft.

Thinking they know what is true.
Believing they know what is right.
So sure they know what to do.
The blind claiming that they heve sight.

So they "see" what they don't.
They "hear" what's not said.
They should think, but they won't
They'd rather assume instead.

Their knowledge is dust.
they're so proud, but of what?

and their point, and points thrust?
Doesn't peirce, much less cut.

Erroneous thought,
so many has caught.
Belief's always fraught,
and in peril from true.
Common sense is adrift.
Understanding's a gift.
that presumptions can't lift,
So they remain, blocking true.
From coming into view.

So sure day is night.
So convinced that they're right.
As they stumble along.
Oh so pridefully wrong.







Copyright © rhymeandreason ... [ 2004-03-21 17:56:22]
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Re: TRUTHS LAMENT (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Sunday, 21st March 2004 @ 07:00:44 PM AEST
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This had so much honest truth within it. People assume about everything, and think they have summed up a person or what is so obvious that they make up the rest. I loved the last stanza and found this to be insightful, intelligent and lots of wisdom as well. Well done... Kie


Re: TRUTHS LAMENT (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 11th April 2004 @ 10:45:58 PM AEST
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Very good poem.
U tellum-n-I'll sit here and pat my foot.
Great work.
luv, huggs,
emy




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