I have Looked
I have looked at this world
From within, from without,
The longer I look, the lesser the doubt,
That all of her beauty is like unto a shroud,
To hide the true purpose of life.
We hurry, we toil three score years and more,
To build up this sphere made of clay.
Where power and greed, unceasing strife
Are the forces which bar,
The narrow road to eternal life.
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