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Misery Lives

Misery is being felt around the world by every woman, man, boy and girl. Where does it come from? Where is it going? One thing for sure is: it's continually growing. Misery comes from an improper way of living and a improper way of giving; it comes from not seeing life as it should seem, letting reality become a daytime dream. We have a system in this world that doesn't satisfy the soul of human beings; it crushes the hopes and demolishes it dreams. Everywhere you go there are hardly any smiles that are genuine. The smiles one sees are like those on the face of sad Indians. Only the children have smiles like that, until they realize where they are living at. Suddenly, it fades away as life goes on, day after day. Sadness: where does it come from? Where does it go? It comes from the people that you know. It comes from the effect of money and being bought and sold. It comes from sitting around and just getting old. When money is the dictator of the human race, love for God and self lose thier place. Genuine love comes when what is right becomes true. The sad fact is, it's the simplest thing to do.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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