THE PREACHING PEPPER An onion said, to a pepper fruit. How do you do, today? Without a pause, he added too It’s quite an age, dear you? How-do-you-do, lovely bulb -Replied, the pepper fruit Out there, I camped All season through, Pepper also adds, too. That aside, the onion said, More closer, the pepper stepped – Saying, what bothers you? Kindly tell, if this is true If truly our death is due! I hear of knives, I hear of grind – And this upsets my mind! Onion bulb! –Think not of that. Thank God, you have made impart. The world we live, is just like that, One day, –two friends must part! No! No! No! Humans are bad – We need to let them know! I dream of days, still yet to come, Greater things, I would love to show! Onion bulb! It’s always good – To do quick, what you could! The time we have, are far too short. Time is a rod, it rust! No! No! No! I don’t agree It’s not at home, at all with me. Time- Should be sold and bought! The best of time, listen onion – A well-spent time, it is. Just two gate entrance the world Birth and death, it is. Oh my God, I will soon be picked My brother has just been picked! Even you, your cap is gone, And still, you still don’t care. What else, what else – Can I, or do? Another phase, I head! No! No! No! I will make them cry Weep they, weep they like kids. Perhaps, perhaps –and perhaps, perhaps Humans, humans would heed! Rest in peace, dear onion bulb. I still await my death Of Grinding pestle and the grinding force. ‘’for every soul, A must is death!!!’’ #Hi Friends, Are you the naughty onion bulb or the brillant pepper fruit? Be death-awared, and be good always.
Posted on: Wed, 31 Jul 2013 10:13:00 +0000
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