Human Abstract, By: William Blake

 Pity would be no more,

If we did not make somebody Poor;

And Mercy no more could be,

If all were as happy as we;

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And mutual fear brings peace,

 Till the selfish loves increase;

Then Cruelty knits a snare,

And spreads his baits with care.

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He sits down with holy fears,

 And waters the ground with tears;

Then Humility takes its root

Underneath his foot.

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Soon spreads the dismal shade

 Of Mystery over his head;

And the Caterpillar and Fly

Feed on the Mystery.

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And it bears the fruit of Deceit,

 Ruddy and sweet to eat;

And the Raven his nest has made

In its thickest shade.

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The Gods of the earth and sea,

 Sought through Nature to find this Tree,

But their search was all in vain;

There grows one in the Human Brain.

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Jyoti Arora
Author of Dream’s Sake, Samsung Mobiler

www.jyotiarora.com

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