(A quick game of football in Malawi-bare feet, sugar cane and big smiles: thanks ST :))
‘Calamity Springs From Carelessness’
Just as the slightest undulation
On rough ground destroys balance
So any slight give or fade can lose
Conflicts in or out your gi.
As seasons create growth
They hide that decay in tending actions
Weed out the poverty of thought or deed
Usher in like illuminati clear gaze
Both with een* shut and eyes open.