The world is one of principles
Of which nobody knows
A myriad of broken paths
Joined only by our woes
Reflection on this bitterness
From one day to the next
Might render life lamentable
A cursed mass of text
But fear thee not, the sun will shine
As blackness turns to gray
The curtain draws back to reveal
There is another way
When morals rotate to ideals
And ethics become law
Humanity shall propagate
The world the prophets saw
- National Library of Poetry, 1999
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