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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Last evening I received a letter from my Soul many things he told me; “We were send on earth to serve to serve with loving service we should to promote universal brotherhood we should to co-create with our Creator we should but I see something else Mr. Body now open up your ears”, he continued; Your hands rejoice when it hurts others laughs all the way to banks with forged checks Eyes delight in seeing obscene things the mouth delivers fiery bellicose words that often cause wars and division. See how your legs are happy for breaking human ribs Your stomach swings with meals robbed from the poor! You profane your Body for pleasure, favor and cash. Tell me, is this loving service we came to do?” I, the Body wasn’t comfortable with these accusations Straight I responded to my Soul; “I do all those due to your compliance and weakness Remember I do what you tell me My hands, legs, mouth, eyes resist but, when you break down I, the Body must act I too accuse my mind for mischief when I ask for guidance by reasoning correctly the Mind often gives wrong solutions when my hand sits to work out answers you the Mind often gives wrong answers to right questions of life you cannot choose between right and wrong Listen my Soul; if you are strong I the Body errs not Listen my Mind; if you are bright and reason precisely I the Body cannot write wrong answers to life’s fundamental questions Yet when you mislead me and I do wrong, you the Soul and you the Mind run away and hide on top of trees and hills leaving me to suffer torture, prison, rot or the grave!
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