THE TRUE ASCETISM
One day as i reason out to my Creator
In the depth of my being i was shaken with my error
In His presence i am awed & laying
As i was rebuked by the Lord, me saying:
“You have to be thankful & celebrate
For unlike many, your body parts are beyond ablate.
This is like: My Mediocrity is far more excellent
Than the fate of others, so rejoice & not be Lent!”
How dare you to laugh & draw strength
From anybody or somebody’s unfortunate events
This encouragement that this corrupted World gives
Is nothing but an illusion from the Modest Thieves
These said Testimony of many & anyone
Is like a Live Gossip & Reality Show from someone
We crave & define them on how grotesque & broken
From Somebody’s Life we rejoice instead of Creator’s Token
And so now, i can never have pleasure in scouting for bargain
In any of this Place the likes of the Pawn and Auction
out of the Dead, i can never have peace and satisfaction
To make my business in the demise of others & their corrosion
Now I understand Joy, Strength, Peace & Contentment
Are all coming from the Only Source, my Lord of persistent
Now i put all my Trust in my King, my God of all Creation
And rejoice always in His Goodness, Holiness & His Compassion.
My Lord, my King, please do hear my beseeching
My Loved Ones: Family, Friends, & those who are Hurting
I ask You in the Name of my Christ, the Lover of my Soul
That, THE DAY comes to us all, with the right mind, heart and soul.
AMEN!
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