Live everyday to be bolder.
Why claim to have a faith,
If excuses you can't escape.
But you find time to elaborate,
Those persistently in the 'I-me' mode,
Grow obvious as time goes.
And often awaken when the time has past,
Too late to realize few are giving them attention.
People fed delusions all of their lives,
With documents certified to validate their beliefs...
And with addictions so severe,
Difficult it will be for them to accept truth.
Which hours am I allowed to roam,
Away from my home if I so please?
Aging does not guarantee one wisdom automatically.
Or an unblemished integrity wished,
In which to flaunt without mistakes to experience.
Truth to face with obstacles to move,
Throw away all yesterdays and rush,
To catch up.
No time is forgiving of minds,
It becomes easy for many,
To think of it as a bad taste.
Interpreted later as a hatred faced.
If one is fed truth unsweetened.
Where have you been?
I have learned to sit and doing nothing at all.
For a long time it was believed I had been doing this.
By those who knew the gossip,
But less about my activities.
A people taught to live in acceptance,
Of being oppressed and neglected...
As a way of life in obedient subservience.
Are also observed to be a people,