Out of nature
I look at birds and animals,
Don’t see them compete;
Then why are those cannibals,
Fight with others to defeat!
Then why are those with heart and soul
Destroy to famish and finish!
If eagle’s of a fly,
Is but a matter of hunger of habit!
When do we know to be at ease!
And learn to complete without a sore!
There’s no conflict no guilt,
Cells at their best without the fever!
All are one in colours black and white,
Contention can sleep and take rest!
I look at birds and animals,
Don’t see them compete;
Then why are those cannibals,
Fight with others to defeat!
I look at nature as a
whole,
Don’t see the parts
spat or skirmish;Then why are those with heart and soul
Destroy to famish and finish!
In the forest or in
the sky,
If lion’s a subject of
a rabbit,If eagle’s of a fly,
Is but a matter of hunger of habit!
What a germ this
competition is,
That blinds us to the
core;When do we know to be at ease!
And learn to complete without a sore!
I look at my body that
is built,
Don’t see my lungs
fight my liver; There’s no conflict no guilt,
Cells at their best without the fever!
The world’s also a
body so bright,
The parts helping each
to be their best;All are one in colours black and white,
Contention can sleep and take rest!
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