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Prose - Where Guile May Walk

Updated on January 9, 2012

Where may guile walk
But within the hour of deception?
Where may cunning awaken
But at the dawn of deceit?
The insincere accumulation
Wealth gained without merit
Trading in avarice for advancement
Family name for hubris
Honor for shame
Tradition for currency
Legacy for advantage
Word for reputation
Not born of shrewd duplicity
But fired by the weakness
Of man
In desperation
To elevate his own life
Above that of his mortality
And his fear
Of dying alone
With no mark
Or memory preserved


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      Justin W Price 5 years ago from Juneau, Alaska

      Mark... you are welcome

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      The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      @PDX - Thank you! I appreciate it!

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      Justin W Price 5 years ago from Juneau, Alaska

      nice work, mark. once again. bravo

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      The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      @Nellieanna - Maybe it is just impatience... patience is a virtue... yeah that is so true and it is very hard to let things take their own time. And yes you have had a large impact because of your support and advice.

      @saddlerider1 - Thanks man. I don't know about focus but I felt very clear about what I wanted to say here. Greed is something that I abhor and my thoughts on that subject and how it hurts our country and the ability of humans to interact are developed due to the time I put into it.

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      saddlerider1 5 years ago

      Mark you nailed this one as you do in so many of your scribes, the avarice, greed, sloth, greed, hunger, power, legacy, nouveau riche, spending inheritances. The list goes on my friend.

      Nellieanna is so right, being focused as you are in this brilliant piece brings out the excellent talent and gifts you have. My friend simply well written, Bravo, well done.

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      Nellieanna Hay 5 years ago from TEXAS

      Well, impatience may not be equivalent to ADD. So much to do, so much to say and so little time for it all. :-) It can feel rather explosive.

      I'm thrilled if I've had any part in your self-discovery. Thanks.

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      The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      @Senoritaa - Thank you! I don't know where this came from. I was sitting around and then typed it out. Weird...

      @Nellieanna - You mean when I don't have ADD? Ha... actually I think I do... I'm always in such a rush to type it up and post it... I always appreciate your support. As for my profile it is so long. I think I wrote it in several sittings. But I put you in there because you have been very important to me as I discover my thoughts and my ability to express them.

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      Nellieanna Hay 5 years ago from TEXAS

      Mark, when you focus, it's like a laser beam. Well-done, my friend.

      By the way - I just read your profile, which I must have read in the distant past, either in its present or a previous form. I wanted to mention how much I appreciate its message. It truly lends your work all the more reality and authenticity.

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      Senoritaa 5 years ago

      Harsh truth explained so beautifully. Loved your prose.

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      The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      @Deborah - Thank you! You've become very loyal to my work. I was wondering if this one would attract any attention. I actually felt proud of it a bit...

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      beautiful and well written.. I love the end

      And his fear

      Of dying alone

      With no mark

      Or memory preserved

      Awesome

      I voted up and beautiful and awesome

      debbie