I thought it noble to rear cows.
I’ve been sued by the grass
In the court of God.
I thought it noble to grow crops.
I’ve been sued by the weeds
In the court of God.
I entered into fish farming.
I’ve been sued by the worms
In the court of God.
Could you do anything noble
In the world, sustainable
In the court of God?
18.04.2005
true...leave alone all this...may be we cannot walk around...i take this into my favs
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At times I wonder as well, indeed a thought provoking write, the cycle of life requires form shatters to accomplish the task!