Temptation

Why is man always tempted

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Temptation 
There’s a temptation in the air 
It’s called looking 
Stolen glances 

In this day and age
It’s so easy 
To steal a glance at somebody 
You want to see

There’s temptation everywhere
In buses in cars in trains in flights 
At work At home around the neighborhood 
When the mind remembers 
It wants to steal a look 

Why is that?

Isn’t what we have enough for us
That we have to go outside and look next 
Isn’t what we have at home not good?
Why go around looking stealing touching what’s not yours?

The sky is ours 
It’s endless 
Limitless 

The inner mental space is also ours 
In vast also
Unchartered 

The land and sea and ocean 
Everywhere you go
Everywhere you turn 

There’s beautiful birds in the air
They sit on roofs
In a straight line 
Or two or three rows 
Causing a symphony 

There’s fishes that keeping jumping out of water 
pop and there she goes 

There’s egrets herons even killdeers 
Making noises 
but being beautiful just the same 

You only have to look 
Even the clouds make waves 
Brushstrokes everywhere 

There’s seasons 
Like spring summer fall and winter 
That are rich in their own color 

And yet what is man
That he must look
Only for yet another 
Of himself 
That is not at home 
But out of reach 

Oh! Is it because stolen mangoes 
are the most delicious ?

There’s always the temptation 
To look
To glance 
To make a hook
And then throw it out 
To see if any fishes will take it
The bait in it 

What poverty must cause him to do this 
Poor man he’s always tempted 

Peace ✌🏽 

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