Be Zealous Not Jealous Poem by Donald Denver

We are born because we are sown
Every path we take its not for a sake
Every breath we take it is principally baked
Life all sees normal when it doe not be formal

Everyone grows in their placid land
Differences of the created land
Boundless care and love of the surreal
But one similarity stalks and dries the creation

Competition has its own Olympics
Where it is all set in the form of sprinting
Forget to sprint fatigue is not the answer
Extinction wipes the placid land with forgetfulness

Both of them see each other with irritation at their absolute
The irritation give the waging cause of foraged rage
If the eureka is spelled the need of stab grows
Like weeds on a field to split others eyes with hooks of disgust

Sooner or after everything seems bad
You wish to say back without an expected return if you had
All wish to accelerate and zero guilt is neither felt
Ambition is wailing for you to come not the tragedy

But fault arises from each move
Now or never the memorable stays behind bars of hopelessness
Only to think about the good times
Only to think if you had the zeal to reach the bending heights

Good for yourself and the need to bother others just vanishes with robust just in pink within the place of our life,

Be zealous not jealous.