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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425453" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Is Progress Over-Rated?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When choice is confiscated by little minds or might, <br>scope's rightful place vacated when bigotry or spite<br>come unanticipated to sweep away delight, <br>or red-tape inundated by petty parasite<br>as bureaucrat fat, sated, sets rules sans oversight, <br>those once emancipated must reclaim civil right<br>heed call anticipated, prepare for freedom's fight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When equity is bended by vested interests quite<br>at ease corruption tended or theft's waft weft sown tight, <br>when energy expended perverted is, insight<br>should channel scope extended, intolerance indict.<br>When walls fall, bridges mended, prepare for further flight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With justice dislocated ways narrow dynamite<br>diversity related to understanding's light, <br>then truth, communicated, should everyone incite<br>to see trust reinstated in statutes black and white<br>while judgements biased, weighted, are banished, all upright.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tomorrow's tracks extended just future must invite<br>to spread ways, truth defended, to readily excite<br>imaginations blended with acts which reunite<br>new paths to be defended to stimulate, rewrite<br>a future fair and splendid which whets hope's appetite.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is 'progress' over-rated as terran terabyte<br>nets hearts which once vibrated for few now underwrite<br>the principles once stated as everyman's birthright. <br>Is man's great plan, once fêted, doomed to unending plight<br>with tenderness' star fated to dim, disc overwrite. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Years new witness tears ended, show fresh reflection bright.<br>as errors apprehended, amended are a-right, <br>transparency intended to banish bias blight, <br>as wheels turn, Time, suspended, might rediscover light<br>with ardour unpretended, with better world in sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our verses here are ended with neither joy nor spite, <br>the moral that's appended - distrust hierarchies' bite.</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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