Morgan Michaels


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Hear me friends
women or men
poor, endowed
by incident of race or creed-
as his centuries greatest sage
Auden said
til they're dead
'there is no difference between men
beyond becoming age; '
Having long agreed
I only add to these
those that cruelty kept back
by reason God-ordained,
good and bad
Need or none;
Lovely sincerity or un-
and, of course, greed.

Submitted: Sunday, October 14, 2012
Edited: Thursday, October 25, 2012

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  • Bri Edwards (11/21/2013 11:52:00 AM)

    centuries greatest sage
    Auden said............century's

    from what i follow of this, i tend to agree, but..................... thanks for sharing. :) (Report) Reply

  • Terry O'leary (11/13/2012 1:53:00 PM)

    I'm not familiar with this quote of Auden, but it's a very interesting addition! Terry (Report) Reply

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