The Prudent
I was bewildered by the human kind forming
So, I tread to search for a site
A site that fulfills my demand
I found it swindle and fascinating
It is hiding in the human kind core
Human kind is nations and cults
They have numerous utterances
Their languages are multiple and plural;
But their sensation is peerless and analogical
Their sensation is explicit and conspicuous,
to the prudent without exclusion of evidence
He flirts it with brush and quill
He acquaints with the content of art
The color’s comprising, is his purpose
His sensation is delicate
The nerve is an enigma
The heart is a shining luster
The penetration is shrewd, brings the intend of the sense
The vision is a sea of splendor, doesn’t come to demon’s mind
His way is ramified and implanted with thorns
Who is walking on, is mortal
He walks on it with confidence and certitude
It is truly to call him a prudent
(26072018-12111993 © Tayseer Alfalah)
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