Not so sure..................
………………exhaling from deep within………..
I wonder why rumbles stumble on our ways when
we least expect,
It comes like an embarrassing growling of the
stomach
It drowns us so deep that we tend to train
our breaths to sustain and see us through suffocation.
Hatred looms in the dark and light,
They bring you love like they’ve never done
yet, they detest you like an enemy,
Why are we sometimes so ironical in attitude?
Why do we hate, yet be friendly?
Why don’t we just act out the way we really
feel?
Why is life so full of pretense?
These leaves me to wonder and ponder on the
words in the Holy book that says ‘the heart of man is desperately wicked, who
can know it’?
How I wish every creature were like dove;
White as
snow and blameless,
It rents my
heart to think about the deceitful nature of man
Can
we quite understand him?
Please,
tell me how if you do……….
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