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Laughter on a sinking ship
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<blockquote data-quote="neroshan" data-source="post: 206782" data-attributes="member: 8568"><p><strong><em><span style="color: Blue">Laughter on a sinking ship</span></em></strong></p><p></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">People tell me </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Try to laugh at life </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I smile </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and find joy in children's laughter </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">the swaying of trees and singing of birds </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I close my eyes and sigh </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">as I hear </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">trickling water </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">feeding the earth </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">growing the food to maintain our existence </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Everywhere I look </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I find glimpses of beauty- </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">the root of joy </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">In all things green and pure </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">But to laugh at the foolishness of man </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">the biased hate of black and white </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">the stomping pride of arrogance </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Shameless boasting and obscenity </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">the whirling laughter of intoxicating power - </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">In these, there is no joy </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">The hardness of the human heart! </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">How many are buried </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">whose hearts died long ago? </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Like hardened earth that leaves no trace of footsteps </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">unlike soft green grass that </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">bears the imprint of those who pass </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Hardened hearts </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">blossom into beauty </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">when truth and softness </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">cover their darkness with light </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">We eat, we drink, we sleep, we work, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">we love, we hate </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">our birth is followed by our death </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">its time unknown </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">All that's really ours </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">is what our hands have sent forth </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">In a world where virtue is scorned </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Time passes like sands through an hour glass </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">like the steady motion of a sinking ship </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and we, on board </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">oblivious to its downward turn </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">To the very end </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">are we bent on laughter? </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">While others weep, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">can we smile - </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">When cries of injustice </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">echo in our ears? </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Laughter! </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">like so many bubbles of joy </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">on waves of inhumanity. </span></strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="neroshan, post: 206782, member: 8568"] [B][I][COLOR="Blue"]Laughter on a sinking ship[/COLOR][/I][/B] [B][COLOR="Blue"]People tell me Try to laugh at life I smile and find joy in children's laughter the swaying of trees and singing of birds I close my eyes and sigh as I hear trickling water feeding the earth growing the food to maintain our existence Everywhere I look I find glimpses of beauty- the root of joy In all things green and pure But to laugh at the foolishness of man the biased hate of black and white the stomping pride of arrogance Shameless boasting and obscenity the whirling laughter of intoxicating power - In these, there is no joy The hardness of the human heart! How many are buried whose hearts died long ago? Like hardened earth that leaves no trace of footsteps unlike soft green grass that bears the imprint of those who pass Hardened hearts blossom into beauty when truth and softness cover their darkness with light We eat, we drink, we sleep, we work, we love, we hate our birth is followed by our death its time unknown All that's really ours is what our hands have sent forth In a world where virtue is scorned Time passes like sands through an hour glass like the steady motion of a sinking ship and we, on board oblivious to its downward turn To the very end are we bent on laughter? While others weep, can we smile - When cries of injustice echo in our ears? Laughter! like so many bubbles of joy on waves of inhumanity. [/COLOR][/B] [/QUOTE]
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