<u>The Betrayed Idealist</u>


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    I looked upon the world a while


    And dreamed my place within itThis book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work.


    Yet mind’s eye and ideals of worth


    Were betrayed by cold reality.


    A dreamer is a lonely thing


    Raised to forge a path its own


    Yet compromise shall take its toll


    Soon the dream will perish


    To see the good in others,


    No other pain so bittersweet.


    For beneath the weight of the world,


    Good is crushed ‘neath greed’s feet.


    But though the dreamer can die, will die


    May yet the dream live on.