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Auld lang syne after the midnight of 31st December 2016 the world stopped short the New Year to usher in-- every past century met its end hopes blown to the wind 'A happier world we seek' a slogan on every heart pinned only to come into rude wakening for man's nature would not change power, greed, violence, conflict and war was the bane of the times---strange in the midst of so-called progress and mankind claiming to have come to its own? To the same cry of despair the tragedy and the desolation to succumb 2017 will lead to year 3000 before long what would be the outcome? the century is sinking fast--verily-- a thousand times worse would be the sum the young would no longer have dreams the old would have seen it all and be emotionally dumb nature would have been dehumanised and lost all her beauty savagery and destruction would replace every calm.
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Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 1:40 AM UTC
THE DYING OF CENTURIES
Auld lang syne after the midnight of 31st December 2016 the world stopped short the New Year to usher in-- every past century met its end hopes blown to the wind 'A happier world we seek' a slogan on every heart pinned only to come into rude wakening for man's nature would not change power, greed, violence, conflict and war was the bane of the times---strange in the midst of so-called progress and mankind claiming to have come to its own? To the same cry of despair the tragedy and the desolation to succumb 2017 will lead to year 3000 before long what would be the outcome? the century is sinking fast--verily-- a thousand times worse would be the sum the young would no longer have dreams the old would have seen it all and be emotionally dumb nature would have been dehumanised and lost all her beauty savagery and destruction would replace every calm.
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Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 1:40 AM UTC
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