Around and Around #DidacticPoetry

AROUND AND AROUND

There's a certain deception
That fights doggedly for attention
The lily-livered gives it reception
'Tis sweet to taste but belches commotion...

It tells its host
That he can in idleness boast
Inertia is his resort's coast
In time of need his desires will roast...

He treads the path of unjust gain
Stocking his future with piles of pain
Reprobately etched on impatience lane
Claiming to be smart,foolishness leads them down the drain...

You can never fight against the truth
Its foundation and depth has a stable root
Eating your cake and having it is stepping on the wrong foot
Its feel is same as a plier on a rotten tooth...

Wealth gotten by vanity
Makes to be like a calabash upon a raging sea
'Tis a V.I.P lounge at unfulfillments party
The gift of least resistance may seem free,but is more costly...

I often wonder why people choose
The counsel of destiny abuse
Working against nature is a proposal we should always refuse
One's divine bestowment it helps to wickedly deduce...

The notion that you can reap without sowing
Has many lives filled with sorrow and weeping
Another's property ain't yours' for the keeping
Pain and misery is the end product of laxity and stealing...

What you do to others
Forms the strength within your boulders
It's the sheet that sews your covers
If you doubt,ask your forefathers...

A mans association
Determines his destination
Can endanger or offer him protection
Can be elements of reduction or promotion...

Everyone's richly endowed
We must always this truth chant aloud
To our destiny's purpose we must be firmly avowed
That way we'll make our present and  future generations proud...

We must always look within
To that realm that can't with mortal eyes be seen
We must quit being enraptured by any temporal outward scene
That way fulfillment's prize we will definitely win...

Panic,sorrow,helter-skelter
Is to many their prime and shelter
Depression never leaves its recipients better
Chaos is the gain it always has to offer...

When an evil's done to me,I smile
Cause its perpetrator will definitely reap that evil in a pile
Time spent scheming hurts aint at all worth the while
It'll always be a self inflicted dosage of bile...

The right attitude is a wealth stacking option
Is akin to the coolness gotten from a menthol concentrated lotion
Thoughts and acts of goodness lead from the depth to elevation
'Tis a requisite choice for experiencing thorough emancipation...

If you want your barns filled,go to work
Desist from engaging in emptiness enhancing talk
The journey of your destiny is solely for your feet to walk
Arise to the plow so you don't at dusk,become a laughing stock...

It may take time but your seed will definitely sprout
Then we'll know the workers from those lazing about
Your produce at even-tide clears away all forms of doubt
'T'will prove who was a tout from who was a disciplined scout...

Touch not! Touch not! The reins of usury
Inhale not the aroma of robbery
Ogle not at the unmerited treasury
So you don't become a vultures story...

What's thrown up,must fall back to the ground
The path of error is one that shouldn't be found
'Tis a choice of the foolish,not the mentally sound
The earth is spherical,what's committed in it,goes around and around...

~PoetonicElla™