Tale Of Two Legend Poem by Ellias Anderson Jr.

Tale Of Two Legend



In summer, when the happiness of moron people touches the edge of death
A wise mind in an unknown part of this universe just birth

Living easy, they aren't busy, everything is prepared fro them before their birthday
But that mind… In summer, feels cold, he feels that he is closing to his end days

Growing like heather, feeling no pain, seeing nothing instead of enjoying and money and think they are the best,
In same way, the wise one thinks about other people bless

Facing with no hard problem to fix and just lay in a calm place
The mind of our story is playing with hard problems; he is powerful from the base

My name is MONEY! The life of other people is not important for me
My name is SOUL and KNOWLEDGE, the main course of the money be

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Terry O'leary 25 July 2012

Interesting insight into our idolization of money... Good poem... Terry

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Ellias Anderson Jr.

Ellias Anderson Jr.

Iran, Islamic republic of
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