Beyond The Mirror Called Self

Look beyond the hurt and pain
Let trust and love again

Suffer the distress of another’s grief
To break this mirror called self

Put a foot on another’s shoe
Learn what they know

The globe hurries around in her loop
For no man or belief will it pause or stop
Like the globe; be quick in doing good,
Be in speed to care, it’s an awful world


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