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What bothers me is that i am confined to what the government established What they thought would be right What my education should be But theres more to that We spend our tim...

#200092 Poetry
By lulue BRONZE
Eaton , Colorado
lulue BRONZE, Eaton , Colorado
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#200093 Poetry
By BrooklynnBlue BRONZE
Simi Valley, California
BrooklynnBlue BRONZE, Simi Valley, California
3 articles 0 photos 10 comments
#200094 Poetry
By Midnight_Hum SILVER
Hearne, Texas
Midnight_Hum SILVER, Hearne, Texas
5 articles 0 photos 48 comments
#200095 Poetry
By Ashaalee97 BRONZE
Stewartville, Minnesota
Ashaalee97 BRONZE, Stewartville, Minnesota
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#200096 Poetry
By rachaellynne23 SILVER
Centerville, Iowa
rachaellynne23 SILVER, Centerville, Iowa
6 articles 0 photos 1 comment
#200097 Poetry
By Bri_Christine PLATINUM
DuBois, Pennsylvania
Bri_Christine PLATINUM, DuBois, Pennsylvania
24 articles 0 photos 5 comments
#200098 Poetry
7barajas GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
10 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#200099 Poetry
By Zoom7 DIAMOND
Joliet, Illinois
Zoom7 DIAMOND, Joliet, Illinois
53 articles 0 photos 1 comment
#200100 Poetry
By dsc1155 SILVER
Murrells Inlet, South Carolina
dsc1155 SILVER, Murrells Inlet, South Carolina
9 articles 2 photos 0 comments

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LOITERING with a vacant eye<br /> Along the Grecian gallery,<br /> <br /> And brooding on my heavy ill,<br /> <br /> I met a statue standing still.<br /> <br /> Still in marble stone stood he,<br /> And stedfastly he looked at me.<br /> <br /> &lsquo;Well met,&rsquo; I thought the look would say,<br /> <br /> &lsquo;We both were fashioned far away;<br /> <br /> We neither knew, when we were young,<br /> <br /> These Londoners we live among.&rsquo;<br /> <br /> <br /> Still he stood and eyed me hard,<br /> <br /> An earnest and a grave regard:<br /> <br /> &lsquo;What, lad, drooping with your lot?<br /> <br /> I too would be where I am not.<br /> <br /> I too survey that endless line<br /> Of men whose thoughts are not as mine.<br /> <br /> Years, ere you stood up from rest,<br /> <br /> On my neck the collar prest;<br /> <br /> Years, when you lay down your ill,<br /> <br /> I shall stand and bear it still.<br /> Courage, lad, &rsquo;tis not for long:<br /> <br /> Stand, quit you like stone, be strong.&rsquo;<br /> <br /> So I thought his look would say;<br /> <br /> And light on me my trouble lay,<br /> <br /> And I slept out in flesh and bone<br /> Manful like the man of stone.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> -A.E. Housman