Sparkling Code

On my Wisdom

I want to go where the sky is always blue,

except for the rain from time to time in order to feed the earth.

I want to go where the animals are not suffering

just because someone is a cruel treatment, or their fur coat.

I want to go where the children smile, play, have fun,

and are full of laughter.

Life without fear that the damage coming

Living like nothing else.

I want to go where people of all nations

speak one language, the language of peace.

If no words in anger, not speaking of war,

where there are only harmony.

I want to go where the air is fresh, clean,

and is not difficult to breathe.

If instead of blacktop, concrete and glass,

There are mountains and fields, a never-ending sea of green.

I want to go where everyone, no matter who or what they are,

same treatment as any other.

Nobody has more than the others, not greed, or if you wish,

where love is the only feeling that is felt.

I want to go where the people live in eternity,

not believe, pain, injury or illness.

No medicines, machines or require it,

have a life, or simply to exist.

I want to go where no heart or mind,

do not feel no more pain or sorrow.

If the vacuum that was black is full,

and no longer empty.

I want to go where all people have enough

where nobody knows what it is that they are cold or hunger.

There, where only the truth, honesty, where nothing is hidden,

Is there such a place, I wonder.

It is hard to imagine that a place like this,

and yet we know that we are today.

Because this place is not the sky, and if I would like to go,

I know that my time will come, but not now.

Don't Judge too hard!...

Pray don't find with the man who
limps
or stumbles along the road.
Unless you have worn the shows he
wears
or struggled beneath his load.
There maybe tacks in his shoes
that hurt.
Might cause you to stumble, too.
Don't sneer at the man who's down
today.
unless you have felt the blow
That caused his fall, or felt the
shame.
You maybe strong, but still the
blows.
That were his, if death to you.
in the self-same way, at self-
same time.
Might cause you to stagger too.

Don't be too harsh with the man who
sins,
or pelt him with words or stone,
Unless you are sure, yea. doubly
sure,
That you have not sins of your own.
For for you know, if the tempters voice
Should whisper as soft to you.
As it did to him when he went astray
'T would cause you to falter, too.

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