Poor Equality,
I really feel sorry for you.In the morning
You are mercilesslyAvoided by others’
Clever responsibility.At noon
You are compelledTo dance with others’
Insincerity and futility.In the evening
Absurdity and impossibilityCome into your broken heart
Only to destroyYour entire existence.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 19, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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