May this spell,
Dispell…
The obstacles,
& hurdles,
you’ve faced,
& will face,
Whilst you’re stuck,
in the mad mans rat race….
Ignore the people of hurt,
As they are NOTHING, more than dirt…
Worship your God,
Gods & Goddesses,
Without ANY shame,
Cos they all, have a name,
Besides, it’s all part of the game….
Awaken your soul,
& fill your hole,
To make, it WHOLE,
& fullfill your role..
DHARMA, KARMA, HARE KRSNA, HARE RAMA
Choose trust, & NOT lust,
And you won’t go bust…
And it’s NOT unjust…
To look after you first…
& quench your own thirst…
Who is the
Third Side of a Coin?
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