Tools of a starving poet

in killerpoetry •  7 years ago 

First,God built often;
then,he was seen more rarley;
now old man's pensioned.

Oh,what is the truth,
ye wisdom seeking people?
The mere child of it.

Friend here and foe there;
latter stabs you in the back,
form' looks in your eyes.

If you don't want what
others do to you,then don't
do it to them,too.

Blessed be the kind man,
for he's mean towards rudeness,
which makes him rude 'gain.

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