5: Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.
The war-cry of arrogants
Fills up the sky
They kill, they conquer,
They do not feel shy.
However they bombard,
Their waves of ego
Get drowned in ocean
Of incessant man's flow.
All cries will drown
The meeks' will stay
With their regular daily work
Keeping war-mongers at bay.
They will stand strong,
They will survive,
Discipline over all-
Is the strongest vibe.
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20 Poems 2 The Commandments
Poetry20 Poems takes different shade/ One chapter reviewed, poems made/ On the greatest chapter of Bible, you know,/ Jesus atop mountain, Knowledge's full flow./ What's in the commandments, What do I think,/ With you, always, the poet does sink/ Into the...
