When We Became As Little Children - Poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
Parents tell children what to do, children tell same way,
They do not beat around the bush do not try to be goody-goody, their truth they say.
Later people learn to be more diplomatic, possibly nicer then need,
But when they get older became again like children in their deed.
We are here on this earth to learn and teach,
Develop our soul the best way we can reach.
When try to be good outside, opposing inside is not a solution,
Ending up in anger, frustration, sickness & in a self made dungeon.
So, be yourself, no matter what, that is where you have to tread,
Remember, everything is an illusion, nothing is good or bad.
Enjoy life, love what you do, don't waste your time
With anger, hatred, foolish pleasures, revenge and being in the grime.
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