How One Thrives: Without Interfering With Others
I have mastered to live life;
in harmony with nature.
I see no ways to strife;
in manners of the ways to nurture.
People are always quick to label;
those who are too slow to act.
They easily miss, ways of the traveler;
of time, who spends to live without disruptive ways to react.
There is wisdom in thinking slowly;
And reacting slowly.
How many disadvantages are there in unfairly;
made decisions, which were thought out fast, early.
The disruptor (s) of society;
in harmony with nature.
I see no ways to strife;
in manners of the ways to nurture.
People are always quick to label;
those who are too slow to act.
They easily miss, ways of the traveler;
of time, who spends to live without disruptive ways to react.
There is wisdom in thinking slowly;
And reacting slowly.
How many disadvantages are there in unfairly;
made decisions, which were thought out fast, early.
The disruptor (s) of society;
praises the warlords like deities.
How lucky they were brought to existence;
in the globe, they call, home as decadence.
Like the woman who praises defiances of our time;
believes she's worthy of respect, oh defiance of our time.
I have no interest to master the crooks;
for they are easily destroyed by their pursuits.
In which manners do they rank the living;
in communities lived by the greats and the
lowly as they say. Are they not equal in the face of truth.
I may not be a doctor to diagnose anything in society; In fact, I don't believe in diagnosis.
I live life as a philosopher;
I describes the things I envision as a poet.
The legends has it that; the wise appreciates each other. But now the fools and the crooks,
has it that they appreciate each other. How bad do these things seems?
The wise are the quite ones;
they understand how the events unfolds, in accordance with their philosophies.
How I hate these so called revolutionaries of our time. Whose visions has disclosed nothingness after nothingness.
Like the ancients thrives;
and their enemies were dealt with, our time
will show how to deal with each other, like the old days. Traitors and the crooks, enemies,
and the foes, the time has it all in your hopes and the fears.
I may say all these about my country mates in South Sudan and abroad;
And they know themselves.
Where they live and how they live, with their virtues destroyed.
How lucky they were brought to existence;
in the globe, they call, home as decadence.
Like the woman who praises defiances of our time;
believes she's worthy of respect, oh defiance of our time.
I have no interest to master the crooks;
for they are easily destroyed by their pursuits.
In which manners do they rank the living;
in communities lived by the greats and the
lowly as they say. Are they not equal in the face of truth.
I may not be a doctor to diagnose anything in society; In fact, I don't believe in diagnosis.
I live life as a philosopher;
I describes the things I envision as a poet.
The legends has it that; the wise appreciates each other. But now the fools and the crooks,
has it that they appreciate each other. How bad do these things seems?
The wise are the quite ones;
they understand how the events unfolds, in accordance with their philosophies.
How I hate these so called revolutionaries of our time. Whose visions has disclosed nothingness after nothingness.
Like the ancients thrives;
and their enemies were dealt with, our time
will show how to deal with each other, like the old days. Traitors and the crooks, enemies,
and the foes, the time has it all in your hopes and the fears.
I may say all these about my country mates in South Sudan and abroad;
And they know themselves.
Where they live and how they live, with their virtues destroyed.
Author's Notes; I have written this basically for myself, my country mates, and for the future.
Copyright © Machiek Machiek Akuocpiir Cayier
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