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...!
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2022
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