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17/12/2011

Despoil



Living in today's world we are often confronted with situations of defeat which render us powerless, wouldn't it be wonderful to flash back to much easier times when life was slower paced and joy was expected not wished for...





Why is it that people rob themselves of happiness?
Foot in mouth disease is rampant
In cold hearts
And sarcastic moods hidden under the guise of humor
Joy cannot survive with this type of interference
Plaguing…tormenting
Coming/going giving false impressions of love and care
The condition of the heart is fragile under circumspection
And the soul drowns in a sea of destructive doubt




If kindness could precede, not follow accusation...
There would be no accusation
More thought is needed before we speak
If this were the case hearts would not be crushed
So often in so many
Deliberate underlying confusion wins the battle of wits
For there is profit in confusion
But it is not a notion worth a trophy
If perchance you feel it is
You are despoiling your own happiness with intention
And that defeats all purpose under heaven.








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