Don’t long for your neighbor’s wife,
Don’t yearn for your neighbor’s servants,
Don’t steal your neighbor’s oxen and donkeys,
Don’t harm the peace of your neighbor’s yard.
Sitting in front of the computer screen,
Looking at the daughters and sons of neighbors,
All their external skin shed, human have become whores,
In the quietness of their homes and congregate with fumes.
Human are vulnerable when predators are around,
Predators are in the human cloaks to steal the servants,
Oxen and donkeys to cultivate the wealth trees,
To calm and pacify a few, neighbors are slaughtered.
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wonderful poem and true, For the larger interest of humanity for the welfare of all . I congratulate you, a true poet must write this.