TOO BLIND TO SEE*

Angels don't always fly,
Gold's beauty is hidden in its ugliness,
Peace and care are enemies to the sly,
Hence patience is needed for loves sweetness.

Poverty painted me black,
I needed to get out of its hole,
I sought for one who would get me out sufferings sack,
Out of, not just its components, but it as a whole.

I exchanged patience with pride,
Which made me miss the right one,
Yes, at last, I found a ship that saved me from poverty's tide,
But peace, care and attention was never his son.

I drove austerity and brought in calamity,
My quest for gold got me blind,
I never saw the riches in simplicity,
Poverty changed my mind.

I sought for a land flowing with milk and honey,
Ignorant of the sting of the honey bee,
I exchanged matrimonial peace and blessings for money,
Oh! My hatred for poverty made me too blind to see.
© Daniels Pen™ 2021.