Precious metal,
Sought with the heart,
Possessed protectively,
God bestowed everyone with
it,
Be grateful for your gold!
Some have crude gold
Some have refined gold,
All that glitters ain’t
gold
But not like a mother.
It’s not revered,
Copious examples from the
mirror,
Thinking of your errors;
see the mirror,
Brace up not to rewrite history
of failure.
If there is no facial semblance,
There would be blood
semblance,
The trouser or blouse
similarity.
Gold cum mirror,
All needs both
At the dawn and dusk of
life,
Examine yourself,
The gold does not worth more
than the mirror,
It is nature’s plan,
Gold cum mirror!