<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=401458" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Writ On The Steps Of Puerto Rican Harlem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There’s a truth limits man <br>A truth prevents his going any farther <br>The world is changing <br>The world knows it’s changing <br>Heavy is the sorrow of the day <br>The old have the look of doom <br>The young mistake their fate in that look <br>That is truth <br>But it isn’t all truth </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Life has meaning <br>And I do not know the meaning <br>Even when I felt it were meaningless <br>I hoped and prayed and sought a meaning <br>It wasn’t all frolic poesy <br>There were dues to pay <br>Summoning Death and God <br>I’d a wild dare to tackle Them <br>Death proved meaningless without Life <br>Yes the world is changing <br>But Death remains the same <br>It takes man away from Life <br>The only meaning he knows <br>And usually it is a sad business <br>This Death </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I’d an innocence I’d a seriousness <br>I’d a humor save me from amateur philosophy <br>I am able to contradict my beliefs <br>I am able able <br>Because I want to know the meaning of everything <br>Yet sit I like a brokenness <br>Moaning: Oh what responsibility <br>I put on thee Gregory <br>Death and God <br>Hard hard it’s hard </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I learned life were no dream <br>I learned truth deceived <br>Man is not God <br>Life is a century <br>Death an instant</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gregory+Corso">Gregory Corso</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=401458" data-title="Writ On The Steps Of Puerto Rican Harlem de Gregory Corso" data-description="There’s a truth limits man A truth prevents his going any farther The world is changing The world knows it’s changing Heavy is the sorrow of the day The old have the look of doom The young mistake their fate in that look That is truth ..."></div> </div> </div>

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