posted on Nov, 13 2015 @ 02:27 PM
Ummm...doesn't the next flow of lines really hit you in your...
wallet...?
Be light
Flow though brilliant river we term love
Overflow and flood that all may drown
Fill the tortured soul and buoy above
Birth the hidden smile within the frown
Fountain high compassion…burn us clean
That we in turn be light within the light
That from our sordid selfishness we wean
That touching blackened hearts we make them bright
We are not given life that we may grasp
Our arms and hands not formed to garner wealth
Beware the virile bite of greeds own asp
Who poisons minds with riches in his stealth
From here to there...and everywhere...
YouSir