Stop Being Jealous
Why stare at another mans blessings and frown.
Why look down deep down and sadly, upon what you have as crumbs.
Why compare your blessing to another?Be not jealous ladys or fellas.
For every one was rained on with blessing, some just had umbrellas.
Evading every drop. Stop being jealous, just stop.
Some flowers lay on the mountain top.Some on the grasses top, but both equal and if not you draped that upon your self.You tarnished your own wealth. So please stop being jealous ,please stop and maybe then you will be seen, in the gleam of the mountain top.
Copyright © Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet | Year Posted 2012
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