An anarchist is definitely not within my personality but I can see how one might read that into this poem. No, there’s a history to this poem that some here may recognize and then the meaning and its messaging might become clear, though I doubt it will change the stubbornly viewed, falsified illusion that this self-refection is just too beautiful to be willing to see “the king has no clothes and must make some changes to his wardrobe.
Edited by earlybird (03/30/12 11:06 AM)
Balanced (My goal)
There is symmetry