While selecting the people for discussion,
Just don’t go only for the creamy and top.
Down the stream rest and stay
More weighted, colorful and valuable stones.
In silence, but more eloquent with and about life.
Just because, as you can simply imagine and know,
Up the stream or river or ocean,
Only the weightless with no core,
But hollow inside, less lively, and mostly dead
Come up and float, as creamy and posh.
And only the weightless and hollow inside
Can make big noise and sound.
Creamy and posh are they just for their noise and sound
And just for their political or organizational and money power and hold
Just because they are dead in their body, mind and vision.
Sound and noise they make are
The stinking smell of the dead bodies floating up
More weighted, colored and valuable stones are
Ever down the stream.
Living , dancing and interacting
With their down-to-earth experience, vision and viewpoint
For no organizational or religious or political affiliation in particular.
Those who float at the top are so,
Because they don’t own the weight
And the value of life, vision or viewpoint
Than that of pretension of balmed dead bodies,
Dressed by others, so in leadership,
Compromised, stinking hence, back-biting,
Changing their color and form.
We are afraid and pray
The dead bodies and its stinking
Not to hijack our good and pure atmosphere
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