Consciousness Correction
Envy is like a fire that burns
That melts the soul and fills the urns
Too much envy is perilous
It rots the bone, too cancerous
Too much envy from vague reason
Halts the flow of gorgeous season
Once the seeds of envy is sown
It rouses hatred to be born
When someone hates, he hates his own
For, hate reflects like dust that's blown
For reasons they can't understand
Some even hate and take their stand
Be not a hater, be better
Only you can make your fate sweeter
Sow seeds of love, not bitter hate
For hate devours the chance of fate
"A sound heart is life to the body, But envy is rottenness to the bones."
Proverbs 14:30 New King James Version (NKJV)
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2023
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