The Little Things In Life

The Little Things In Life long poem

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Why fight to always be number one in everything
When life teaches us it is the smaller things of everyday that the most we are always missing
Yet so many will fight to the death to conquer the most expensive things they end up wanting
And ignore the little things of everyday living
When it is well known that nobody can live without the smallest things having
Try to reach the stars and forget about what the heart is always wanting
And you may never find true happiness and always for more be longing
Because once we reach the stars we tend to want to go to the next galaxy and will not stop at anything
When the eyes are bigger than the stomach we always want more than we are needing
And forget our best friends who by our side were always fighting
Until one day our own need for greed, lust and power leaves us without our friends’ tender loving
So be wise my friend and never let your greed take control of your heart’s hungering
Or sooner or later it is your mind you’ll end up loosing
And nothing will satisfy you until gambling for more you end up losing everything.

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A nice poem of good aphorisms


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