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Feb 2014
Ambition is the fatal flame
That consumes the world entire.
The dying emperor well knew that
as his last day expired.
The sight of his own funeral urn
Lead him to exclaim.
“Soon you will contain the man
The world could not contain.”
That same ambition killed one son-
dead at his brother’s hand.
In time it brought that other down
But first it made him mad.
John F McCullagh
Written by
John F McCullagh  63/M/NY
(63/M/NY)   
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