A child carries small limbs
Compared to the people who are gigantic-
The adults, who have cared for their own feet
And their own Heaven.
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The trees do grow and blow in the winds,
and stars emit light unfadingly,
This big land that is attractive
Is exactly the place of my heavenly dwelling house.
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Where is my house in heaven?
Is the mocking going on,
When the heavenly rage has become zero?
Truly the heresy has its faults,
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Consider that we might be existing
in a different plane of existence.
What would we have to do
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It roams far away where there is no one but the trolls,
There is much inconvenience in the land of trolls.
We are tired of the telling of tales by the people against them,
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Let the boy ridicule the military man,
How cruel could words be uttered in Afghanistan.
Akimbo with all spitefulness, like a rascal son;
And booming with hatred and abomination.
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What is the eye of the death-face doing?
Is it following the other eye?
Or does death face us with both eyes mooing?
Certainly life, does it beautify?
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Descend into the mists of Time,
Climb now fast and also at times slowly,
So that the hours are passing by the hours
And minutes do freeze enough to contribute
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Orchards of Delight are the meals of a living soul.
Trees can rest above the heads of minute humans.
The flower has a scent to beautifully entrance your fibres.
The seeds are sown for the very Kingdom of Plants.
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Positions of power rely on taste of wealth,
And all they require is good good health.
Position yourself in other’s shoes,
As their mind may clear and confuse.
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