Sunday, March 1, 2015

The Rich Man and the Poor Man

“Food and money I give to you,
Why do you shout so mercily
When I give you your part?”
queried the rich man.


The poor man replied:
“Your question you cannot answer
For from pain and agony you are free,
But I have suffered and borne
The situation that I don’t like to be in.”


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The Fetus in the Stomach

Last night, I had a strange dream. I dreamed that I was a tiny dot in the womb of my mother. Formed by love, and blessed by the Lord. I could not see, I could not hear, but I could feel that I was loved. Embrace by the warm tenderness of my mother's flesh.

Here, I breathe on my mother's breath!
Here I fed on my mother's food!

Oh what a place to live! Oh what a place to grow! I was extremely happy in my little world. Believe me, it was happiness beyond compare.


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Fake

I got this smile, I skip and I play like a kid.

I'm happy.

People think i'm optimistic, talented and smart. I am religious.

I have many friends.

Do I look like that? Do I?

I hope you're convinced by this synthetic, this fake smile of mine.

Most people envy how perfect my life is.

How I don't have problems and how I seemed to be fine with everything.

But am I?


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A Glass of Cold Water

Everybody calls me young, beautiful, wonderful.

Am I?

 Look at my hair, my lips, my red rosy cheeks and a pair of blinkering eyes.

I remember, somebody says that I look like my mother that I look like my mother.
But that when she was young.

Now, I am much lovelier than she is.

I’m a mortal Venus.

Oops! What time is it?
I must get ready for the party!

Beep-beep…!

A-huh! Here they are!
Yes, I’m coming!

"Child, are you still there?"

"Hmp! That’s my mama"


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