Rift and it's Closing
Be it singing the square, Dancing the circle, Or sitting in pews. Life is of suprises, Along side with jerk path. Thou with the evil folks, And vexing spirit. The planet is for doom, Along side with despair. The differences reproduce, Which demolishes life's integrity, Ranks for hate, And depth of cleft in the abyss. Be yourself, Smart as a vulpine, Why ensnare yourself, To a raw choky container. Thou with the love folks, And alleviating spirit. The cosmos is for luminosity, Along side with affection and cordiality. The differences reproduce, Opportunity to build life's integrity, Ranks for love, And best chances ahead. Be yourself, Smart as a vulpine, Give yourself freedom, Out of the container, you are! Now two sects of life's view, Together the world can be better, If we fling away condemnation, With unity in us. Do away with that onerous, Of grievance that staggers you. Start with a new life, And get used to truthfulness. . Thomas Oluwatosin © Fearless Lines
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