Though marked and measured, mountainous the path
That patience preaches — ligature and lath
To hold up heaviness in harness — moulds who moon-
Rake, trudge, with sun-scorched shoulders, dune upon dune.
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Great poem with a lot of rhythm, well-penned, keep it up, you got my vote,10+++
Profoundly painting of the prince of vertue. Well done my freind!