How can a such a beautiful thing
Can harm so much
Its red flames are so high
that it reaches the clouds

It spreads so fast in such a little time
that reminds me of Usain Bold

Beauty reminds me of my hometown from far
BUT
The ruins reminds me of a city been bombed

What a judge mental society
With a heart a black as coal
hard as stone

What a society with no feelings
with a tongue long as
girraffes  neck ..

Leaves of the pink flower flies up high
to the clear blue sky
Later lands back to their brown stem

Knowledge is like a light

in the dark house ....

In generosity and helping others be like a river
In compassion and grace be like the sun

In concealing others’ faults be like the night
In anger and fury be like the dead

In modesty and humility be like the earth
In tolerance be like a sea

Either exist as you are or be as you look.
                                                     HZ.MEVLANA