Unsavoury practice

Involuntary actions
Toward an unsavoury practice,
In fact an unsatisfactory life
And humanity.

Why must it be so?
We always protect and appreciate
Those to which
Have no real attraction.
Apart from disillusionment
Why?

Infact when and how?
How this is just too easy
To be so.
We reluctantly involve ourselves
And relinquish the past,
To make an involuntary action
Of dispute and disengagement

When in the future
This will never change,
Never be gratifying
Nor satisfactory

This practice protected and nourished
Through closed eyes,
which will not protect anyone.
Ones selfish demands
Will in turn be the others reward.
The unsavoury practice
Will change one's life immensely.

The flower produced for me
But deriving out of the unsavoury practice.
The flower will blossom
And appreciate those who stay,
Those who protect,
And those who love
And cherish them for everything they are.

That little flower
Though adores the unsavoury practice now
Will in turn blossom
And appreciate those
Whose love is decadent.

Then will relinquish
That unsavoury practice,
To make the present
For our family a treasured existence.

Involuntary actions
Toward an unsavoury practice.
Will in turn be my reward.

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