Holy Poem by Chan Mongol

HOLY


They speak to each other in own unwritten holy languages;

They raise babies, they are noble and don't work for riches.

They don't buy things to live and don't pay for needs by money;

Nothing is free for us even, affluent folks own nature for economy.

We are not superiors
on earth and we are not better than even, mice!

We call us superiors but many animals are deities while, we do vice?

I got my spirituality or, education from the holy nature directly;

I am not a PhD guy to force and to control others incorrectly.

Once upon a time, we didn't have money but we lived well;

Holy nature was rich and gave things freely without any toil.