<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=572768" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>So Old</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">History, like a rotten egg, tills the endless fields, <br>it smells to high heaven, back inwards it is reeled, <br>For truly forever do the rivers run, <br>and back towards their source, as the rising sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death is new, and yet so old, <br>it seems so strange for us to be so bold, <br>When like a calf we balk at wolves, <br>Though wolves we've slain, broken countless 'rules'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our culture lies in myth and legend, <br>traditions born of a moment's villein and, <br>though so new they're now so old, <br>and yet we still don't act quite so bold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To death and strife we cast but an observant eye, <br>while in culture, tradition, we take to the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kevin+Maroney">Kevin Maroney</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=572768" data-title="So Old de Kevin Maroney" data-description="History, like a rotten egg, tills the endless fields, it smells to high heaven, back inwards it is reeled, For truly forever do the rivers run, and back towards their source, as the rising sun. Death is new, and yet so old, it seems so strang..."></div> </div> </div>

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