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Eloquence of speech does not garner satisfaction
being verbose, at most, only proves to show ones higher learning
but to have a higher yearning for something thats burning
inside with a rage that cant be circumvented
its unrelenting
the way at which it eats and devours your soul
vanity... the devil's favorite sin
vanity is in
says he
so they buy up all the shiny things
and flaunt their belongings
puffing their chests like a rooster
but speaking out like a weakling
Superficial they say
but i like nice things says he
I have a PHD and I earned everything
so allow me to dwell in my things...
You may be able to swoon the masses
with words so beautiful that it amasses
and wells up a feeling so profound
that even the meanest tigers of Africa are soothed by your words
but without zeal and works your words
are as empty as your home and your heart
Wordly possessions come and go
the number of lovers is not flattering
its degrading
engraving in you a mark
that's hard to wash off
hard to lose
hard to leave
hard to breathe
choking out your last breath
until the stars become black spots 
and the vision becomes blurry 
but surely you were warned by mother
when you were a child that vanity would do you no good
poor thing... now you are alone
gone
sad
lost
depressed
repressed
and at the end of the road
when you feel that all is gone and you are done
He comes and no longer are you alone
extending a hand for you to take
a decision for you to make
to quit
get up and stand
and then start your journey anew
with the mindset of humility and candidness
denouncing supercilious matters
annoncing the new message, the new gospel
in the new temple...
not adorned with priceless jewels and rubies
but rather lambskin with simplicity 
its merely that which cures superficiality

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