<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567342" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Oh, The Sermons!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Season aren’t feasible<br>By the duress of convention<br>And no conclusion is without bias.<br>Conclusions could be geographical! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The strong are the weak<br>The weak are the weak<br>They have lost nothing<br>And are still no champions.<br>The weak are no heroes<br>The weak could never dare for will</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The strong are comforted by memories<br>The act of memory transcending<br>The submerged to trance.<br>But that precarious art would <br>Ever dilapidate earth.<br>True will original mentor<br>The strong can resume from their pause.<br>It only takes the fallen to <br>Uphold a belief. You alone can<br> Describe what is in it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, don’t you see? Don’t you see? <br>Let the laughter of babies inspire you<br>They laugh without restriction.<br>Adults laugh half way<br> Adults are always hampered by sorrow<br>They only go for laughter evanescent</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is still a vacuum<br>And nothing fits this vacuum<br>But the vacuum wasn’t there in childhood<br>Babies have will<br>But adults never know when <br>Such absconds <br>Oh, where are the sermons of life? <br>We know in life, <br>some seasons are more dominant.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nichola+Okoro">Nichola Okoro</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=567342" data-title="Oh, The Sermons! de Nichola Okoro" data-description="Season aren’t feasible By the duress of convention And no conclusion is without bias. Conclusions could be geographical! The strong are the weak The weak are the weak They have lost nothing And are still no champions. The weak are no heroes Th..."></div> </div> </div>

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