Tuesday, January 5, 2010


I am just a creation of my generation
By part, a product of their motion
Like a newborn - at birth, greeted the sect
Where their values and my intellect, to intersect
Though my attempt to separate
My way, from their way,
My day from their day

But, the sun shines for us both
Whether active or sloth
I can’t avoid the overlap, can’t avoid discrepancy
I’m by part them; they are by part me, under mercy
Can’t be free from hypocrisy!

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