Hidden In The Fog

By Slow Degree

Hidden In The Fog


Arriv’d To Full Maturity, It Grasps
At All Within Its Reach, O’erleaps All Bounds.
At Length, Grown Old And Swell’d To Bulk Enormous,
The Monster In Its Proper Bowels Breeds
Pride, Luxury, Corruption, Perfidy, Contention,
Fell Deseases Of A Mind…

Of Things On Earth, Proud Man Must Own,
Falsehood Is Found In Man Alone.

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