Philosophical Digression

I'm not a friend of poverty,
              I actually perceive  it's a mockery...
              But I'm a friend of the being under
              such a condition...
              I'm not a friend of wealth,
              I realize it's a disgrace...
              But I'm a friend of the being under
              such a condition...
              Of the human being rich or poor,
              I'm a brother... I'm a friend of man,
              his intelligence, his character...
              If it's always aimed at the superior...
              His struggle to beat the complexes
              of superiority and inferiority...
              I am in solidarity with the one who seeks
              improve his moral progress,
              fulfill his karma...
              I love the human being conscious
              of his provisionality... of  the one
              who comprehends  his  smallness before
              the unknown... and who realizes that
              real life is not here... He admits
              which here is real rehearsal, but
               not life... life itself
               it's another one, and it's right there...
               Elsewhere...!
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