Never play with the skunk tail…..
Why do we whisk whips, yell curses, spit on people’s faces? We call names yet we cannot prohibit or correct, brand people titles; yet we are unable to solve their problems. Why always tell me your problem is one, yet I give ear to learn it; and then you read a list. Why again blame a dog for a cats bite and a dogs bite to a cat. It is because we in correctable, and thus the reason why we cannot correct others. Read More
Feuding in life is a decision on the minds of those who better no better; Bitter biters of tongue and swallowers of saliva. Bitter roots when chewed; the taste will last a decade.
These people who are so grudging quarrel the suns scorch and they woke up late. They blame the wind but stay on its way. They blame pain and intentionally cut their skin. They ignore chances and want to be part of the dance. It is good to love yourself but not so much. Some blame people for mud and they fell skidding in it for fun. Blame on their grip; growth is a must and maturity is a choice. Some will ask for fermented milk and curse complaining it went sour….. Read More
On top of every hill there is some cool breeze. On the leeward side some moisture will deposit. On the windward side rains will be forming. Oh that clouds are gathering, birds flying their way to their nests, all visible creatures seeking some shelters; leaving the trees alone in the dance field to welcome the showers. We the visited come only to see the steps of the leaving visitor, and only the prepared will embrace her falling gifts. Read More