Mining the Mine

Gold you may have,
Silver and all that
Passes for precious minerals
But there is just but
One mineral of them all,
the Mine,
Mine it today, and you
shall forever prosper.

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To be

For virtue,
Do not be but clay to man
That any may touch and mould to what
shape they desire.
But like Bronze
Holding an edge for all
to form shape upon.

In character, a fool
Like water is,
Takes shape of it's container,
But like a still container,
A shrewd man
Shapes all that into his life enter.
The wise, my little one,
know when to 'be' water or a still container.

To spot a vice and flee,
Be eagle eyed.
Be shift of foot and
Procrastinate not
Lest thou taketh the liking of clay.

Let follies from others
Be thine learning,
And thou shall but thine own make few.
Thus a fixed North Star
Shall thee be
For man, as even a sailor,
To take his bearing from.

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The Protest

Humility I held as you your ear

Crying out foul to mistreatment
of my soul, dear.
You moved by my rotting situation as I lay me
down my soul.
Looking not, for you mined your own pleasurities
And I your 'inconvenience', worth the under look
Pleaded, whimpered and begged.

Today, I try again. Desperate for a listening ear,
Turn to my last and desperate weapon-
I strip and nude I stand there as
you curse and abuse but barge in.
It works, it works.

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