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I can do naught, but marvel at the mind
That credulously to untruths succumb,
As though the eye of reason is struck blind,
And senses, all, are chronically numb;
Has common sense her age old insight lost,
Confounded by unfounded wiles of fear?
Can ways be found corrosion to accost,
Lest treasured mores forever disappear?
Let not the breath of despair foul the air,
Contaminating hope to spawn discord,
Lest nationhood be rent beyond repair,
Sent hurtling to a future, untoward.
Armed with forefathers’ grit and self-belief,
The people shall defeat presumptuous chief.
© Meanderings 2017.
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Autumn Ambles 
Sunday Sonnet!
Let not inclement comments mar delight
In having reached, at last, a cherished goal;
Achievement did not come without a fight,
Transcending obstacles beyond control;
No golden spoon adorned your lowly birth,
Nor carpet, red, your advent trumpeted,
No wherewithal to tell your earthly worth,
Sheer giftedness your heritage, instead;
Disparagement from rancid, privileged peers,
Determined, hungry motivation fuelled;
While kindly smiles subordinated smears,
And generosity your heart bejewelled.
Persistence paved Determination’s way,
While Perseverance underpinned each stay!
©Meanderings 2017
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