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Eye Opening 2012

As 2012 is about to end it has got me doing my own personal review of the year. I have certainly learnt a lot about people this year. In positive and negative ways, I have seen many people in a different light. The other day I was just pondering on how intolerant society is becoming. I came up with the following poem as a result.

Intolerance.

Walking the walk of shame,
but you barely know my name.
You sit and judge,
for the petty hold a grudge.

Forget benevelent,
people are barely tolerant.
Pushing and shoving out of the way,
and must have their say.

Forget lending you a hand
just out to repremand.
Basic human kindness,
lost in the wilderness.

Even if you are a child,
no mercy if you go wild.
Do not make a mistake,
politness people cannot even fake.

Watch your back,
as you fall under attack.
This may sound pessimistic,
but I point out the realistic.

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  1. Love it Maya, as intolerant as society has become I am hopeful now that as we enter the age of Aquarius mankind will change, as we have to. The severe breakdown in family has impacted society beyond anything we have known. Change is imminent I am sure! Happy New Year x x x

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