Do not let the obdurate brutes their evils sanctify
Deflect their cacophonous, forceful tamps
Stand not to follow by
For the folly of the human peccavi
Pollute your being, like law do the tramps
Do not let the obdurate villains villify
A Wild Demon caught in its hexerai
In its jaw your soul it clamps
Stand not to follow by
Small creatures that can stump and deify
Stop you in your camps
Do not let the obdurate villains villify
People are the jesters who think they occupy
They want in it to be the champs
Stand not to follow by
And to you, all people, I clarify
They can be tramps
Do not let the obdurate brutes their evils sancitfy
Stand not to follow by
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Костров – Письмо в никуда
- Spring & Fall: To A Young Child by Ted Hughes
- Cascando by Samuel Beckett
- Владимир Маяковский – Гимн судье
- To The Don poem – Alexander Pushkin
- At Her Grave poem – Alfred Austin
- Unanswered
- Robin Hood And The Potter poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Song III: It Grew Up Without Heeding by William Morris
- Robert Burns: Come, Let Me Take Thee To My Breast:
- Come, Rest in this Bosom by Thomas Moore
- Love is the Water of Life by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Agatha
- Like the gods. . . by Sappho
- September, 1819 by William Wordsworth
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
