Easy to defame fortune
Makes us mentally strong
Easy to indict someone
May be right or wrong.

Wavy hours accrete us
God knows the mystery
Lofty package invites us
Makes miserable history.

Descending Sun mourns
Day passed sans action!
Men are so busy to sow
Seed of dime imitation.

Flatterers etherise us
When mystery prevails
Tasty that mollifies us
Hard to hear the Bells.

He acts to please someone
He runs to win something
He isn't keen to know
The treasure within him.

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