96.

 

The world is made of people

who suffer but pretend

they are happy

and those who suffer

but do not pretend.

 

 

97.

 

The alcoholic is begging alcohol.

A prostitute is crying

in the dark.

The blind man

tells his dog:

"Light will find me

if I seek light".

 

 

98.

 

The pond is still.

I dip my finger

into the flesh of the full moon.

I pat the green of grass

with my other hand

and I feel

the deep sense of attachment

of us all.

 

 

99.

 

We know larynx can sing

but we use it to insult

and know

hands are not just to take

but we won't give.

How much love

we need to care

to wash hate

off our hearts?

 

 

100.

 

The river of moments

takes us

away from us

towards you.

If we swim

we reach.

If not

we sink

and return to continue.

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