The angry heart does know no peace
The fires burn and nothing can ease
the feeling for violence great or mild
for Anger strikes the man, woman and child;
When we give way to our temper
Our reason this beast will hamper
and make us throw caution to the wind
for Anger is truly a hideous fiend;
So we have to tame and tell
this fiendish creature to go to hell,
We must train our thoughts to rise above
Animal Feelings to Gracious Love.

I could be from another planet,
Though I walk upon this earth,
I have always been so different,
From the early days of birth.
My ideas always seem to fight,
My mind does not accept,
The selfish earthly life around,
For me loved ones have wept.

Falling fast asleep
Mind takes off for foreign lands
Dreams and nightmares here

Listen to the sounds of singing birds,
Smoothly soothing sending one to sleep,
The musical notes that they mete out,
Will pave the way to a slumber deep,
At night when a tired workday ends,
Enjoy some music from feathered friends.

He juggles sticks, bottles, hats and *****,
Catching them all, nothing ever falls,
Confident as could be,
His act a sight to see,
Performing in streets and shopping malls.

Sea shells washed ashore,
Hermit *****, shellfish, starfish,
Typical seaside.

Little Monkey thoughtfully asked,
"Does God really exist?"

Old Monkey casually replied,
"I don't think so"

Little Monkey perplexedly said,
"Then why do humans pray to Him?"

Old Monkey thoughtfully replied,

"God was really made by early man,
Surely not the other way around,
For mankind needs a super presence,
To maintain a healthy lifestyle sound;

Evil is not made by the devil,
Truly he does not exist at all,
All horrors have always been man-made,
And unchecked will lead to man's downfall;

So man had wisely created God,
With promise of heaven to attain,
For without the threat of punishment,
Evil in this world will spread like rain!"

Then Little Monkey nodded happily,
and continued eating his banana.