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Bedlam, Babel, babble…
Rabble-rousers looking for trouble,
Each the centre of his own awareness;
Does the whole world revolve around us,
Are we the centre of our universe?
Some are leaders, teachers, cheaters,
More are followers, fans, defenders;
Most are in some or other way
Pretenders.
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©Denise G Allen, 28 February 2013 07:08
Adeeyoyo's Blog 
28/02/2013 at 7:25 am
Damn but you’re good… this poem even had me thinking about the words you wrote more deeply than normal… good poem…
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28/02/2013 at 9:01 am
Glad you enjoyed it, BD. 🙂
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28/02/2013 at 7:52 am
Perfectly said, adee!
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28/02/2013 at 9:02 am
Thanks, Hope. 😀
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28/02/2013 at 7:52 am
Harsh but sadly true, we are each the centre of our own universe
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28/02/2013 at 9:03 am
Unfortunately it is true, that’s what this world has made of us, Sidey.
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28/02/2013 at 10:14 am
You are so very right.
All the different types – odds and ends, fine and rough – help make up the tapestry.
Peace, Eric
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28/02/2013 at 10:24 am
And such a tapestry! So intricate, beyond our comprehension, Eric.
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28/02/2013 at 12:09 pm
It’s human nature to be the center of my universe. I don’t have a problem with this so long as it’s not to the exclusion of others, so long as I’m there when friends and family need me. Let there be love…
blessings to you, Denise ~ maxi
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28/02/2013 at 5:15 pm
Love for others is what counts most, Maxi. Bless you, my friend.
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28/02/2013 at 1:32 pm
snap….so true on so many being pretenders…and when its all about me, we are so far out of balance….
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28/02/2013 at 5:16 pm
Yes, Brian, that’s so true. 🙂
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28/02/2013 at 2:28 pm
Tragically, this is very true, adee. Good writing again.
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28/02/2013 at 5:17 pm
You are such a loyal supporter, AD. Thank you so much.
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28/02/2013 at 4:54 pm
Yes, Denise. Maybe we have to blame the Bigbang. This trait, I suppose, is ingrained in the very grains we are made up of… a consequence of that unrestrained selfishness for amassing whatever was in reach. See, the whole universe is scatered with self centred masses freely revolving about themselves. There is no room for stoics. Ha! Ha! Kidding.
You are so right.
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28/02/2013 at 5:18 pm
Hahaha, SuNaMu! We can just watch and wait… 🙂
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01/03/2013 at 8:12 am
Pretenders? Or are we, as Shakespeare wrote, (paraphrased) ‘All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women, merely actors…’? A very thought provoking piece Denise thanks.
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01/03/2013 at 10:39 am
Acting out a part chosen by oneself…? Maybe, Jake…
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03/03/2013 at 4:21 pm
‘Oh-h-h-h yes! We’re the great pre-he-tenders (woo woo woo) …’
Well put!
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03/03/2013 at 5:27 pm
One of my favourites. And we ARE all wearing masks, Col.
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06/03/2013 at 9:20 pm
We think, and write, along similar lines at times.
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07/03/2013 at 6:06 am
I’ve noticed that too… 🙂
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