<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=490959" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Murmurs Of A Tired Academician</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">in the far village<br>the mob rules, the </div><div style="margin:10px 0">majority are not<br>educated, and they</div><div style="margin:10px 0">build cockpits near<br>the church to shame the</div><div style="margin:10px 0">priest, and on some religious<br>hours, they put the cocks into</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that grand fight, and they shout<br>and stamp their feet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">until their own Christ declares<br>who the winner is</div><div style="margin:10px 0">meanwhile the lonely man<br>puts into writing what</div><div style="margin:10px 0">he cannot really understand<br>why the undesirable is famous</div><div style="margin:10px 0">why the vices prevail<br>why fights are exciting</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the men come out from the<br>cockpit<br>smelling sweat and </div><div style="margin:10px 0">taking dead fighting cocks<br>and losing money</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and when they arrive <br>to their homes<br>there is nothing to eat<br>and tomorrow there <br>is nothing to spend</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the violence of vices<br>the silence of so few</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the death of a good education<br>the triumph of drunkenness</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when you bring this out<br>in the open<br>the mob shall kill you</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</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=490959" data-title="Murmurs Of A Tired Academician de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="in the far village the mob rules, the majority are not educated, and they build cockpits near the church to shame the priest, and on some religious hours, they put the cocks into that grand fight, and they shout and stamp their feet until th..."></div> </div> </div>

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