Greed...Is like a growing weed.
It sprouts in the form of man...This weed should be stopped to a halting ban.
Jealousy sometimes rears it's ugly head...This manly trait should be stifled dead.
Hate is a vine that chokes us off...Leaving us gagging and with a sputtering cough.
Often times parents live through their child's sporting, or acting life...Instead of being a good role modeling, husband and wife.
Why do we as men, have to kill, scheme or hate? ...Why must we go on to mostly, curse and berate?
Cannot we learn to love and not hate? ...After all-Jesus and God are soon coming, So we should of our ways change-before it is, way too late.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem