World Manner Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA
World Manner
Nature becomes calm - all get return home at evening
Agitations come to an end - stars start singing
The soul will go back to his home, will return never
Empty body will be mixed with vacant planet for ever
This earth is enclosed by illusion - merry and affection
Empty eye can't do everything something remains hidden
Harmony brings happiness but less that that of parting
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