Why…
And how do we confine
The wanderings of a violated soul…
Can we alter the constitution of the human heart
By policing the passions of our estranged selves…
Look at the tragic tales of folk
Who walk the stage
Of time
And hopes
And dreams
In search of wholeness
Only to find themselves more divided
By a morality unfounded in any true sense of right
And laws that have no abiding place
In our hearts.
From the book “Of Paradise Despised...” by Roy Alexander Graham
Thursday, September 25, 2014
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