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So now that Easter's over

And the year stretches out before us

What have we to hope for,

Given that we tend

To veer between the dull

And gross absurdity?

Can we look towards

A deeper sense of understanding

More sensitive insight

Or perhaps of feelings less intense,

Accepting that we are not always right?

Unfortunately, I suspect

There's no likelihood of change

And twelve months on

Each problem that we have today

Will grow a new face,

While no one of them has gone;

And resurrection's joy, for which we sought,

Lie broken with the chocolate eggs we bought.

Brian Hick May 2013

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