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Thursday, 11 August 2016

THE FRUIT I LOVE TO PLUCK

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All may lie till they die but I’m for truth
You’ve played the trust prince and I’ve loved your kingdom
All may fear all the year but I’m for truth
You fear my truth and I fear your trust kingdom
The innocent may become victimised
But the guilt-ridden fear karma’s rain cloud
The truthful in justice acclimatised
As all things would in truth or lie enshroud
Though coconut falls there’s a wall of shell
That assures the owner that nut won’t break
Guarding, owner stops spies and thieves from hell
Hung on high, he’d watch; fallen now he’d take.
            Kill your fear for it’s an ill-health to trust

            Then we’ll live and love in power of a gust

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