spiritual seeker Poems
There Is No Honour Among Thieves And...
Among thieves and murderers,
There is no honour among them,
They plunder and kill,
lied behind their smiles,
pretend and talked a smooth talk,
and even turn on their own.
Some are fools, and they dance when their master say dance,
But many nowadays, they come as presidents and ministers…
Pretending to be your most understanding and helping friends,
But they come only to steal your wealth,
To enslave you!
Little Trickles Of Water
This little trickles of water,
Will create life that goes under,
That also shape the life above,
So be the cycle of life,
That so little that greatly affects the rest of us,
Goes daily unnoticed by us.