Bernard Gluck , Enlightenment</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=38.htm>Bernard Gluck </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>Enlightenment</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b><p>When I was young and innocent<br>And little malice knew,<br>I witnessed with astonishment<br>The deeds that men would do;<br>The plots they planned, the flames they fanned,<br>The venom of their tongue --<br>I found it hard to understand<br>It all when I was young.<br>Now that I'm old I comprehend<br>It ever will be so,<br>That men will constantly contend,<br>Exchanging blow for blow;<br>Through history they've shamelessly,<br>With passions uncontrolled,<br>Behaved like beasts -- I sadly see<br>It all now that I'm old. </b></font></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>