THEIR WORLD AND MINE
My heart, don't look at those who try
to derail you from your own way.
They show you dirt and say it's fine;
they have their lives and l have mine.

The man who lives with his own soul
can't bear the mucus of a snail,
the sweat they produce on his chest,
where a clean girl would hate to rest.

Leave me alone in my pure world,
where my soul roams in its green field.
The flowers bloom, proud of their hues
to give such gorgeous, cheerful views.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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