Poem: RAIDER OF THE TREASURE TROVE by Lade Wosornu

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But what can be worthy of your life?
What dearer than the gems or your dreams;
The reason you are here? Always strive
To fly flags of joy, and, sail up streams

Powered by the breeze of love, your course
Chattered in the ink of compassion.
And, fling roses wherever you pause
Heaven-on-earth your destination.
Of things which would blot out that brief

Or, breach your sails with arrows unseen
No! Rob you of life, Rage is chief.
Rage drags rags after you. Of charity,
Laughter, sweetness and joy, Rage is thief
Enemy of equanimity,

Rage spreads toxic fumes on every scene.
In essence, Rage spells calamity.
Its cause is your perception of storms
Breaking around, not upon, your head.
There are either snakes, deviants nor norms:

As you think, so you feel. Watch your mind.
Rage sets sail. Can ruin lag far behind?
I’ll fling roses wherever I berth.
My destination is heaven-on-earth.

 Lade Wosornu
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