Hold the Mirror up to Yourself
Hold the Mirror up to Yourself
Don’t show it to the World,
Then see the state of the world real
And, learn why stones are hurled!
Your face will then reveal to you
The grimness of it all,
The acrid taste in the mouth
When words are sweet and the talk, tall.
There’s a constant hunt
For purpose and gain,
Nothing straight, nothing linear
Feinting all, sham and feign.
Always wanting to be some other
Why such dislike for yourself ?
Unhappy with what you have
Striving only for power and pelf!
‘Tis empty hands that come and go
And, that is how the Lord likes it
So ?
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Enjoy Life while it’s still around !
Ashok sawhny Sahil