GIVING
i am giving
i dance round your mind so you stretch your hand
giving a norm and not a culture
living in you yet you practice
though not a bed of roses,
yet you cannot withstand when i come
like thorns amongst roses so it seems , yet as easy as pie
i condition you to say yes even when you have little
i smile with you in your heart
even when tears rolls down your eyes
your try to explore your purse
even when i choose not to pause
i aurge you do it
dont stop doing it
just continue doing it
cos the day you stop giving you stop existing
i make the world go round
i bring the day and night
the sunlight and rainfall.
have you ever wondered , that without me
the rain wont submit to the sun
the carbondioxide wont submit to oxgyen
cos even in CO2 theres O2 and even when H2O comes without me you cannot have it
and i shall say unto you
choose you this day whom thou shall serve
and i shall serve you with a plate of honour
at the last supper
i will play you a song
and you will dance to my tune
toasting left and right
with your perfect imperfection
yet will i stand , unshaken
for as long as i know
you will choose me
cos i am giving.
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