Thursday, March 02, 2006

A ragged urchin , aimless and alone,
Loitered about that vacancy;a bird
Flew up to safety from his well aimed stone :
That girls are raped ,that two boys knife a third,
were axioms to him , who'd never heard
Of any world where promises were kept
Or one could weep because another wept.

From 'The Shield of Achilles' by W.H Auden

Mood: disillusioned ...duh!


Y? said...

just testing

swar said...

hey! ah, its better now ;p another thing pls, if u dont mind. can u increase the font size pls? thanks.

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