Dark Times
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Sandra Feldman
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The Beauty of Words,
Doesn't seem to count anymore,
Only lies and foul language,
Seem to excite, satisfy and delight
The numerous, unglamorous fools of the world.
Beauty of thought,
Seems all but lost,
Romanticism, Idealism,
Two 'Enemies' that are,
Easily forgotten and fought,
As everything that's rotten,
Takes hold,
What's left of our humanity,
Remains tangled, and distraught.
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