Like Wild Flowers. Poem by SY Wong ...

Let us be likethe wildflowers of the field
Striving fresh in the morning, ending in the late
Let us not to hate each other because we are of the same, __flesh.
Why spend the brief time we have hating
rather, to be happy alive without seeing people as strange
for we all are the wild flowers of the field, happily dancing in the breeze.

Let us not say you or they deserve it
In the eventide everyone will face the same predicament as death isstrong, the spirit that takes.
Let us be as happy as can be helping others
and not be fake only doing things we want because of our greed or..