Gold Poem by Enya Woid

Gold

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The young mind
is like pure
gold-malleable,
an excellent conductor,
ductile,
and of course
well valued and
precious. And, like
any other treasures,
dangerous
in the wrong
hands.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: youth
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 11 July 2017

Here the spritual father or teacher can transform a youth into precious human being. You may like to read my poem, Teachers. Thanks

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