What if there was no rush? Only an infinity of time To discover the world And all you could do. But that is simply not true. We all head to our grave Minute by passing minute Year by passing year Just because this is so, Is it wise to rush? Or wiser to take your time And let your roots grow deep Soaking in the richness Of an Earth that has seen many generations. It is only then we truly live And not drift like dead wood Afloat a windy river That leads to a long drop over a waterfall. Let's establish ourselves, And become a true part Of this magical world. Fashion yourself into this work of art. Engrave your essence into the bedrock of history. Don't allow the wind of this generation To disanchor your heart. Let your grip tighten Into the realms of future and past For they can be easily forgotten Among the nagging realities of today And the constant worries of the present week. Are we allowed to drop the shallow, And explore the deep waters? The unknown exists. It welcomes the rarest souls Into its hidden chambers. But who dares to go there? Who cares to go there When the colourful attractions Of previous discovery shine all around you? Convenience the wall that guards the masses From the hidden worlds that lay beneath.
I wish more people understood you You have kept me company all these years Your rich, bitter-sweetness has shown me depths, Shown me that sadness should sometimes be embraced That you are nothing to be feared
You have taught me unique lessons, Alternate perspectives That I never would have considered In any other state of mind
Allowing me to appreciate the beauty Within the past Reminding me That sometimes "where it's at" Isn't always where we're at In the present
Maybe I look for you too much In books, in films, in art, in people
Maybe it's because You have kept me Company For so long
When people leave, You are present When others are present, You are often still here With me
Do I over identify? Perhaps. But in the end, You have stayed my closest friend Thanks for the company
يعيش الغني دوما في برجه العاجى بعيدا عن الفقر و الفقراء ... يحلم الفقير بأن يصبح غنيا في يوم ما و بعض الفقراء مليئون بالحسد من الاغنياء ... للغنى سلبيات و ايجابيات و كذلك للفقر سلبياته و ايجابياته ... التخمة مرض الاغنياء و السكري و الفقير يعاني من نقص التغذية ... للغنى احلام و للفقر احلام الغني يعيش في عالمه العاجي و الفقير يعيش في عالمه السفلي ... ظلم الحياة هو الذي يؤدي للفقير و لا يولد الانسان فقيرا بل هناك عوامل كثيرة تؤدي للفقير .... الفقير يحتاج فقط للأنصاف ... يحتاج الغني للنزول و لو للحظة من برجه العاجي .