Vanity

Proverbs 8:13 

 

13 The fear of the Lord is to hate evil;
Pride and arrogance and the evil way
And the perverse mouth I hate.

 

Come down to earth my brother … get back on your feet.

Standing on your head … will not get you where you’re going.

Listen to your mother … and be more discreet

It is often said:” Experience under girds the knowing”

 

Peace on earth my sister … settle down in quietness.

Tribulation arrives in packs … pulled by great emotion.

As it grows it blisters … the hand of gentleness

And it will take back … the gift of love’s devotion.

 

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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