Seven Poem by Kay Barcelon

My confidence is mistaken with pride
The unpretentious modesty with humiliation
Yet this cruel word will not stop my selfless stride
Not a single tyranny would change my vision

My kindness is real to people in need
Compassion is in my heart and in deed
Charity unloads my heavily laden soul
Don’t envy my blessing it is a gracious toll

Calmly I persevere and face difficulties
Playfully I resolve conflicts with ease
Patience is my virtue and I can endure
Merciless people I wish I can cure

Dedication, conviction and persistence
I succeed in what I do through diligence
Idle people mistake it for hollow obsession
Thoughtlessly some says I need medication

My being carefree does not mean I am easy
Some will abuse my generosity and dignity
My willingness to give is misused by the greedy
Only knowledge and wisdom I shall give thee

I stay healthy and wise because of my moderation
Self-indulgence I humbly learned from the poor
Harsh reality growing up to see unsettling starvation
There I gained strength I can practice self-control

Of all the seven virtues and the seven sins
Achieving purity is too much godliness
Expression of love and one’s spiritual wins
Lust is defined by one’s moral wholesomeness