Bitter Grudges In Your Guts
Stormy clouds are traveling through your heart
And bitter grudges are ruining your happiness
Hate destroys and love builds everything which
Is beautiful. Get a grip on yourself while the midday sun
Shines on the neighboring hills and on the blue sea
Being angry, day and night, is bad and dangerous
Start by gathering a myriad of beautiful roses
For your life. Sometimes one must stop for breaks
You are the only person in the world who's perfect
What will you do, dear friend, on your last birthday?
Because you must weed and burn the grudges and excuses
You need more light; it's time to change the fuses
Humility is a divine gift. You must drown the grudges
That block you from living under the light of beautiful moons.
Copyright © November 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
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