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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425422" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Individual Insolence - His P[l]ace is Precious - 0189 - Current Version</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spendthrift, swift second thoughts so greedy glide, <br>dovetail decades to centuries for waiting dead, <br>so few of whom dare seek inside<br>true soul; seed weeded, cower stillborn once hour's sped.<br>Who falter, hesitate, or hide, <br>issues undermine, gratuitously misread, <br>dodge deadlines, ostrich imitate, divide<br>themselves from future freedom: futile chicken-head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Priorities with force collide<br>with weal's wheels steel inlaid, braid geometric tread<br>when feelings, mind, can't co-incide.<br>Run coach and horses through approach to safety wed.<br>Turn from temptations of soft ride<br>along straight road of safety, comfort, ease, well fed, <br>that shutters, clutter free, outside; <br>walls off, denies, discomfort, challenge, when all's said.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When oligarchies petrified<br>pay off panhandling populace with circus bread, <br>repression's often found allied<br>with intolerance, oversight unbiased shed.<br>Voice stifled, choice requalified<br>by hierarchies restrictive, equity ousted, <br>iconoclasts disqualified.<br>Monopolistic int'rests top/down hammerhead<br>humanity, termed thorn in side.<br>Justice is often misapplied by state control ghost hosted.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Distrust that moment when the tide<br>of Fortune, at the flood, entwines in fickle thread, <br>enticing, sickled Time at side, <br>man with her siren song: by lust, ambitions, led.<br>Beware all those who'd hitch their ride, <br>queue jump at the expense of others, snatch board, bed, <br>by selfishness unjustified<br>stirred, careless of accounts to render overhead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whate'er the reasons that decide<br>the insolence of the individual; bled<br>by fears, or blessed by wisdom wide, <br>or, hope denied, twisting in heat fond heart or head, <br>his place is precious. Don't deride<br>the diff'rences that oft divide his awkward tread<br>from those who, superficial, slide<br>through life, - those most behind who think themselves ahead! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">(4 October 2009)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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dovetail decades to centuries for waiting dead, 
so few of whom dare seek inside
true soul; seed weeded, cower stillborn once hour's sped.
Who falter, hesitate, or hide, 
issues undermine, gratu..."></div>
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