REACH OUT AND HOLD

Bees and drones
Raid your home
Creeping crawlies
Think you are stone.
You like to see-saw
And act the juggler
Eventually you
Will be the loser.
O brave friend
Did you not say
Too much thinking
Spoils the end?
So heed the signs
Sent by God
And leave the place
Wherein you rot.
Reach out and hold
The hand of help
Before you too
Lose your stealth.
(Written by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed/Emmenay. Posted on May 15, 2011. All copyrights owned by the author).

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