Before you draw the map of right and wrong,Step back behind the heavy, blindfold veil,Where you know not if you are weak or strong,Or if your birth will prosper or will fail.Forget your wealth, your status, and your name,Your hidden talents and your earthly place,Now build a world where all can play the game,And equity defines the human race.For justice demands that the lowest chair,Is still a place where dignity can rest,When distribution is completely fair,The weakest soul is shielded and is blest.We build a righteous state when we can see,That any stranger's fortune could be me.Sonnet IX: The Absurd Hero (Absurdism
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