Re: The Silence of Desire - The House of Bernada Alba Deadline 9/11/00

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: : FAILURE. : : : : Isolated tentative in rosy tower : : Sublime detached observer of success : : Making its own life and time : : Swallowing in one long yawn all the glories : : Keen scented existence and sanctified its rewards : : Cut off from the masters & futilifying the slaves : : Giving a disdain look to posterity and its pards : : Ignoring punctuality with a haughty look : : But the huge mountains with discordant chords : : Under the mantles they take refuge huddling : : And you like a mother carry a pail for orphans : : Poor and disrepute banished against the drift : : The filth the pathos the ordinary drowsiness : : The blind beggar the woman in rags : : The furtive individual who lives kicking away : : From the encroaching collectivity of the age : : Greater than success sublimer than wealth : : Tender as futile love wended as the god divine : : Accepting person as a person without duly : : In betterment or development of the suppressed : : Piecing and embalming the wounded tendrils : : The one who dropped out of the marathon or left : : Afraid outraged by greedy convinces of haughty : : And the hispid who tried to set a trap. : : Look that blind beggar huddled under the bridge : : His guttered life a heart longing for paradise : : But in hell it seeks its forgetfulness : : Of life’s bitter dregs deep and canine : : Under shadows of blown husk and the pathos : : Enduring the wants and unrewarded labours : : Discredited and shredded on the runnel heaps : : By those of pampered living & easy of shrouds : : Hearts will come to you and extend your arm : : To pick a mutilated corpse a rose or a thorn.

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