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In the Way of Shakespeare

Poem: With this poem I challenged myself in guile to his way. In his honor.

By Michael GallegosPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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What weakness is there,

Such of flesh and man,

Binding both mind and meat,

To drag senses mad.

To drive sad a heart,

And leave regret as repose.

Of truth, the world lays bare,

Many a perfect feast,

To serve in plenitude of needs.

So what is left to man but to feed.

At everything at hands as can reach.

And thus a weakness seats,

Born of opulence and saturation.

Binding extremes of want and need,

Leaving an endless creed,

Devouring a spirit in plea,

To be free of such greed.

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About the Creator

Michael Gallegos

Hi, I'm a multimedia artist. Writing is one of my interests. Hope to enlighten, inspire, and at least entertain.

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