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Man is a commodity
like any other ;
He satisfies the desires of others ,
by being lovable
or hateable ,
and so forth ;
And he hasn't paid any price for that,
for this is a barter system ,
where other human beings
serve him to the same end ;
He is the master of ceremony
( so he thinks ! ),
But when none look at him ,
he speaks loudly , to attract attention ,
and despaired ,
shouts and cries and curses ,
enraged like a child ;
When exhausted,
he sinks into a slumber
of obscurity for a while ,
But awakes,
forgetful of the past ,
and starts anew
with an increased zeal,
along the road of illusion
set for the glittering mirage ;
Oh !
How great a pretender
is this man ?
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13 Apr 1956
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