MAN, THE GO GETTER, NEVER THE GO GIVER

Some scrub their bodies, some scrub their houses

Some use holy water to remove ghosts and curses

Cleanliness is next to Godliness they say

It's the mind that needs cleaning out every single day

For it's full of desires of one thing or another

It is the state of mind that made everyone suffer

For desires are full of expectation

Man's idea of purity is the wrong interpretation

His mind full of dirt of me, me,me

Considering his own feelings came quite naturally

And he will say what about me? Again and again

And then put his case of how he was left out and tell you when

So many have more than enough but will never share

Acting quite miserly, as though the cupboard is bare

Inside, he closes up on all he holds dear

To have it taken away he will always fear

People work so hard to get it and when they've got it

They will fight tooth and nail to never lose it

The yogi sits like an angel giving good wishes

If you took everything from him he is busy giving out goodness

He feels indebted and blessed from what he is

What he has or has not cannot remove his bliss

The only thing he really has of what he calls mine

Is a non-selective giving, state of mind

And that can never be taken from him

It is an ocean of good wishes exuding from him

'Let's see what I can get', would spoil that flow

'What about me?' He no longer chooses to know

He drenches himself in God's love light

And shares it with humanity day and night

Angels are not born angels, they earned their wings

Changed getting to giving without conditions or strings

So, if ever you’re struggling with mental anguish

And suddenly feel uplifted by a good wish

Then it is probably an angel just passing by

They look the same but think differently from you and I