Social Evils

Curious Cat
Sep 3, 2018 · 1 min read
“Guy Fawkes mask” by Samuel Zeller on Unsplash

The river clears up once a thousand years;
No one can live until the day appears.
The weaklings always turn like weathercocks;
Rich men are labelled wise and run amuck.
Abundant wealth of knowledge men have learned
Is worth less than a sack of farthings earned.
The fawners issue orders in the halls;
The upright are turned beyond the walls.

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Curious Cat

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A hopeless Dreamer from Hong Kong.

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