Gratitude
GRATITUDE
How much of a Great Fool is he who is not
Grateful
Plus empty as a seashell and his heart must be dead
For fresh off the boat is his naivette
He walks the earth like he owns it's core
Drenched in Stupored-self-accolade
And when calamity pecks his skin, he crumbles
Yes! He falls apart again because he chose to forget the days he Drudged And the days of divine Turnarounds
Now he bends his head low and chant words he ought to have long ago
Because Now he has learnt to count his blessings
Never will his tongue lack weightlessness of words in his gratitude
And never will he forget to admonish his domain of the strength in giving thanks.
Be grateful in all areas of life. What you have today someone else somewhere is praying to have it.
This was so meaningful. Nice one.
Thank you so much....