Calling For Holiness Poem by Didith Marcelo

Time flies still greedy gobbled all,
Though it's all nothing still there's something to swallow.

Those hypocrites flicker around; begging attention to the fleet that flips over and tossed nothing, but a groundbreaking rule to rue.

A leader attached their hands to reach the poor, still, no one realizes the rule over the ruble; to put an end to the interest about money, to take care of a soul and maintain their reputation towards heaven.