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)