Reflections of a Righteous Person
Why am I so deligent and assertive,
and was I born for a devine purpose...
making me different and comprehensive,
forgiving when I'm punctured by a thorn of a rose?
Something miraculous and lucent emerges...
when I'm challenged by harsh adversities
that are unable to outgrow my inner strenght;
and dissaminating the seeds of wisdom fearlessly:
will not make me lose this liberty,
but gain more confidence in myself!
I pity them when they walk restrained by shackles,
when they were free, they had no regard
for the safety of others or valued anyone's life
by shedding innocent and precious blood;
for them there's no escape or hope eternal!
Their weary hands clasp the cells' bars...
imagining of melting them with a fiery mind;
without knowing that their fate is infernal!
Why does an unjust man envy
a righteous one who lives by the Laws
and is guided by humility?
Why does contempt and rage make some
violent, irrational and vicious...
towards a humble person who's sagacious?
There are two easy questions
that yield the simplest answers:
life has little worth, because they have never appreciated it;
and love is replaced by hate,because they have glorified it!
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