Wednesday 14 May 2014

They want me to convert my love into a number

They want me to convert my love in to a number on a piece of paper.
A life written with zeros and ones.
Well no one can eat a number or drink a zero.
No one is greater than a one.
For we all need one of each other.
We all are sisters and brothers.
To forgive means we in turn receive.
To have faith means we with our hearts believe.
The mind can play tricks. The stomach can get sick. Even the navel misunderstand the actions of the man.
when we arrive at a thought how many others have we wrought. For to misunderstand is easy to do. To question ourselves we may find the truth.

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