Advancement, They Say?
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Sandra Feldman
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Minds and words
Come together
Trying to find meaning
To this questionable
World.
Its people always,
Leaning,
Always seeking.
Always missing
The way,
That thru centuries
Seems to slip
Away,
From our beings.
As lost and in a fog
We slumber and blunder
Going back,
And each time
Having to return
Our search,
To the very
Beginning.
Still hoping to find
Answers,
That will be true
And not just mear
Desire for manipulation
Of me and you,
Were tired, tired
Of manipulation
Of so many.
Profiting, the ruling
Few!
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