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*In the falling light of day I read the old man a book.* Stories of love, enmity, deceit Jealousy, betrayal, sacrifice All from one author’s mind One penning hand Some very short some too long But nowhere do I find He has taken a stand On virtue and vice Right and wrong Belief faith Destiny fates Nowhere asserts If he is theist atheist agnostic Nor invokes god Praise or curse him. *I read and the old man nods in the falling light of his day!*
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 9:28 AM UTC
I read the old man a book
*In the falling light of day I read the old man a book.* Stories of love, enmity, deceit Jealousy, betrayal, sacrifice All from one author’s mind One penning hand Some very short some too long But nowhere do I find He has taken a stand On virtue and vice Right and wrong Belief faith Destiny fates Nowhere asserts If he is theist atheist agnostic Nor invokes god Praise or curse him. *I read and the old man nods in the falling light of his day!*
pradip-chattopadhyay
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 9:28 AM UTC
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