1.
People think, they know, but put no effort;
to break some logs, throw some axe to waters.
Why should you do thus, it gets lost in support!
People lost the ability, to sniff flowers, afford
some merry go rounds, what reshape Matters.
Words and Play, Chores and Pray scatters –
know, why you fast, don't say it out loud, Hereford!
2.
Don't draw the notice of others, or no Ironman;
why should people cut your unbaked bread!
When you put Ice-Cream inside, increase Lan;
degrees burn the outsides, while inside fans.
If you hurt little, all turn to mush, flavour fled;
Jesus wont come to hold your hand, Tony Chad!!
A Stark will contrast, by walking ahead, not Stan.
3.
Don't look for comfort, then yours to cut the cord;
the yokes unfair, balances made unscaled lots.
Don't expect justice, then serving, Milord –
the Servant of Servants has no lip for the Board.
Say, what you're called, make it heard, that shot;
loose in silence, to resound in success beyond slots.
Then go down the drain, forget your name and sword!
4.
Let go your earthly tethers, taught by Laghima;
embraced by Zaheer, Enter the void, Empty
and become Wind! Ironman same signal;
Jesus same parable for the schemer.
Beware, of what you eat and drink Dumpty;
you cannot undo, the horses on egg-shells Humping;
nor the woman at doorknobs raped before its Final.
5.
Accept defeat, don't holier than thou;
animating imago Nous, to scour the Aether.
Less is more, genius steps back from Fools;
Life but a circle, just turn around, stop the choose!
The running in the squirrel wheeled rat race heard;
Don't sharpen your vigilance nor make it Nerd –
letting go, gets the arrow to the Mark, further.
6.
Be your own teacher, once disciplined, forget the Way;
find your own Passion, in the Desert of exile, embark.
Nobody can tell you, how to spread your wings in the sky;
enjoy your madness, and then the Sage is burnt go sane!
Walk, like you had not moved, waking up from a spark;
do nothing to know epiphanies, just flow through, Lark!
In that Ironman and Jesus come together, Zaheer didn't vain.
7.
You are the bread of Heaven, the Salt of the Earth;
once it gets diluted in class; church and State – you shall pass.
Like Dosan, the Falling Leaf, accepting Kamis curse;
that shall deny the clutter, then you cease the rehersed.
Kill your Ego and all good and evil, you amassed;
once a cup is full, it shall be sipped empty fast.
Nobody looks back, but enjoys the motion, then disperse.
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