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LIFE II
We often cry when we are happy
We laugh when we are sad
We do the good and reap the evil
The evil man seem to be blessed
We work and sweat and have but little
The slothful man, his coast enlarge
We work and pray
We get no answers
We dig and toil
We get no gold
The one who slumbers
His barn is full
And now the farmer
His kids are starving
...A blend of paradoxes
Life is.
We laugh when we are sad
We do the good and reap the evil
The evil man seem to be blessed
We work and sweat and have but little
The slothful man, his coast enlarge
We work and pray
We get no answers
We dig and toil
We get no gold
The one who slumbers
His barn is full
And now the farmer
His kids are starving
...A blend of paradoxes
Life is.
Published 31st Oct 2017
| Edited 3rd Nov 2019
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31st Oct 2017 12:56pm
This reminds me of a passage about worrying not that evil prospers in its season. For a season is just that, passing.
Though it can seem extended when experiencing it. We live in trying times, Ola.
Though it can seem extended when experiencing it. We live in trying times, Ola.
1st Nov 2017 6:40am
His barn is full of stuff that he stole, so it's not really his stuff but yes an interesting paradox. That's a new word I learned only the other day in fact, lol.
20th Apr 2018 8:13am
Life never seem fair, especially on the part of the sufferer.
Thanks for the comment Billy_Snagg
Thanks for the comment Billy_Snagg
20th Apr 2018 12:18pm
That is true. There does seem to be an imbalance. You work hard for your possessions & then a common thief comes along & takes it. Store up your treasure in the kingdom of heaven instead, so the bible says. In other words, don't put too much value on your stuff. Easier said than done, right? ;-)
20th Apr 2018 1:36pm
