The famous are the infamous

No honorable deeds are forgotten in the sphere of human life,

Either small or large of aptitude,

Does each noble act add in our strive.

Of the poor man in ones hospitable attitude

With no worry about any loss

In the grace and richness of others gratitude

is it the heart that makes one thrive?

Where fame disrupts the finest,

Now hanging like martyrs on a cross

Is it the politicians who are the boss?

Rather than the unknown hero, of all the wisest

That inspires the new world in its anomynous power

The elegance of the butterfly

Each on its own rhytm of honor

The common man and woman

Are the ones that fly high

In their anymonous power

Do we seek new lands..

Author: Kees Berg

I'm a practitioner of holistic healing, a student of social-economical systems and like to move around throughout the day to write during the night. Currently living in the beautiful city Breda. Hit me up on the street or come by for a visit at my place if you dare or find some other way, or just telepathically, depends on the circumstances. It is pretty hectic these strays. Can enjoy adventurous travels or just some couch hanging obviously with a nice snack, refer to exchange list.

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