Hypocrite

I had a friend. She was so kind,
So cheery and wise!
She always told me: "Never mind!
Just keep your smiling eyes!"

She asked to ring her in the night,
If troubles would come.
And I believed. It was the lie -
Young life was sweet and calm.

One day I’d lost my chammy purse
With all december wage,
I didn’t find it and at first
I called you, dear Page.

You were upset and careful, when
I’d said about that purse
“And may god speed you, dear Ann”
These were your final words.

You had been making long complaints
About blameful world…
I sat alone with empty plates.
At last, I caught a cold.

Your friendship died from old disease –
It was the sorry sight.
All people call it ‘’avarice’’
All people have their right

To choose their special course of life,
Their dream, their precious goal
 There is no way to mystify
Importance of the Soul

Our parents gave us all their best
Without any cause.
We should be generous! Don’t waste
Your time and mental force.

Don’t grow fat from heavy greed –
You should to rule, to drive
You’d come to live, to love, to read,
To get to know the life.