Jealousy has no winners;
Nobody gets blessed by spinners
For if they had their own way
You would be hurt by everything they say.
Yet you wouldn’t be blamed anyway
For all the things you say
Will be white-washed away.
All the cares in the world
Will never be hurled
At those who love
Their energy swirls.
We are given lies
And hidden cries
And all the hatred you share
Goes nowhere
But into thin air
To be discussed everywhere.
And when your gossip returns
To bend your ear
You will be releasing everybody’s fear.
Do not cry a tear;
You will be clear.