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The precious years of life The strength of intellect The bright vision of youth The spiritual aspirations All are consumed in the fire of lust The youth who has boasted of his liberty Now finds himself a slave of mammon He is in worst of bandage Holden with cords of his sin The glitter and tinsel that enticed him have disappeared He feels the burden of his chain Sitting upon the ground In that desolate and famine stricken land With no companion but the swine He is fain to fill himself with the husks Of gay companion who flocked about him in prosperous days And ate and drank at his expenses There is no one left to befriend him
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Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
LOST FUTURE
The precious years of life The strength of intellect The bright vision of youth The spiritual aspirations All are consumed in the fire of lust The youth who has boasted of his liberty Now finds himself a slave of mammon He is in worst of bandage Holden with cords of his sin The glitter and tinsel that enticed him have disappeared He feels the burden of his chain Sitting upon the ground In that desolate and famine stricken land With no companion but the swine He is fain to fill himself with the husks Of gay companion who flocked about him in prosperous days And ate and drank at his expenses There is no one left to befriend him
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Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
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