The power is such only if his presence
gather our minds.
not bow to your talents to those who consume them
for their carouse.
not commodified master in master
what can not be passed from hand to hand.
Do not let the compromises
lose sight of the border between the need to survive
and greed to accumulate at the expense of others. If
is rarely possible to determine their own talent,
always can choose the extent to which subdue him.
In a world where excellence is offered each
but not at the service of all humanity,
power would lose its root
support in favor of widespread opportunities exist, you deny that
, often
same to you.
Note: This poem has inaugurated the "bald-faced lie" the blog women's bodies.
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