The Essence of ManA Poem by Jonathan Ronley
Even if uttered by none;
It is the essence of man.
Erecting castles in the sky,
For the sensation of an eye.
Speaking of things unheard;
Speaking of nothing if not cultured,
For a false praise of the unamused,
For the vanity of a name in the aeon captured.
© 2014 Jonathan Ronley |
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