Everywhere we look, we see a divide,
as head destroys heart, trampling it to dust
and paths of kindness, most of us deride,
living a life unholy and unjust,
oblivious to soul weeping inside,
bemoaning ego’s indulgence in lust.
There’s a yawning gap between head and heart,
which we can bridge on adding love to cart.
Conscience whispers but we heed not its...
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