Just a whisper of childhood morals!

Sins to commit,
Is the way back you hit,
For, Gods' going away from you,
Each time, when you wrongly pursue,
Glaring, unhumanitarian like,
Persuading honest people,
Overshadowing by your money hike..

For, remember money isn't making you,
Enjoy for ever,
It's unravelling your patience treasure,
Once, you get to it's excess,
Ommiting goodness,
Then you live in stress,
Live pure,
Gleefully secured..
Singing the songs which inherit love..
And to which reply all beings,
dogs, or birds..
You, glide in creating reverence,
While cheering, and learning gentlemens' trend..
Life extracts love and fills in blend..
When call of love is called for..

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