Poetic Verses
Why Stress
How many times have we contrive to work ourselves into a mess
By looking for ways and means to create all forms of stress
Instead of understanding that it is only with one life was are blessed
Yes there will be some stress, but we should try to live life to the best.
Not trying to see everything as a form of competition
Yes in our acqusition, make sure there is some fun
So that in the living there be some form joy and entertainment
All try to inculcate that spirit of have some form of contentment.
It is remarkable that we will travel many miles to a far away land
Than to out neighhour extend that gesture of a friendly hand
Not even taking time out to welcome him, or saying hello
As it seems like there are mine field on the path to his door.
Today we are such a slave to all the forms of technology
That the inventions seems to what we depend on so reliably
Somehow they seem to be able to capture out attentions so totally
That we are always focus on them, even when we have human company,
There is nothing to see that is so heart warming, is that smile
Which is so radiantly bright on the face of little child
See that joy, that happiness on that little face so sweet
As they laugh at you antics, display those firt two teeth.
Therefore if that child in its innocense can see joy
Why can we the adults that in our lives try to employ
Even thought we have acquire things in the materialistic age.
Then still why are some of us still demostrating some form of rage.
It is time to listen temper that fast pace, less haste
You may not win, but try to endure the course of the perceived race.
So after you crave, save, even rant and rave
There is only one result no matter what, and that is a grave
By looking for ways and means to create all forms of stress
Instead of understanding that it is only with one life was are blessed
Yes there will be some stress, but we should try to live life to the best.
Not trying to see everything as a form of competition
Yes in our acqusition, make sure there is some fun
So that in the living there be some form joy and entertainment
All try to inculcate that spirit of have some form of contentment.
It is remarkable that we will travel many miles to a far away land
Than to out neighhour extend that gesture of a friendly hand
Not even taking time out to welcome him, or saying hello
As it seems like there are mine field on the path to his door.
Today we are such a slave to all the forms of technology
That the inventions seems to what we depend on so reliably
Somehow they seem to be able to capture out attentions so totally
That we are always focus on them, even when we have human company,
There is nothing to see that is so heart warming, is that smile
Which is so radiantly bright on the face of little child
See that joy, that happiness on that little face so sweet
As they laugh at you antics, display those firt two teeth.
Therefore if that child in its innocense can see joy
Why can we the adults that in our lives try to employ
Even thought we have acquire things in the materialistic age.
Then still why are some of us still demostrating some form of rage.
It is time to listen temper that fast pace, less haste
You may not win, but try to endure the course of the perceived race.
So after you crave, save, even rant and rave
There is only one result no matter what, and that is a grave
