Panda Lessons

Have you ever observed a panda?
They have no secret propaganda.
Cutely chewing on bamboo.
Falling of the trees in a zoo.
They're just so fluffy and cuddly. 
Huge, yet they wouldn't even hurt a bunny.
I wish I knew a panda,
or a being with no hidden agenda.
If I were sleepy...
rest my head on his tummy, all fuzzy.
If I needed to talk, 
he'd probably listen to me as we walk.
If I said or did something dumb and stupid,
he'd not doubt my intentions, we'd remain undisputed.
Whatever I wore would still match him.
White and black, neutral colours on the colour spectrum.

They're innocent little creatures,
with the world's most cutest features.
Oh, I want a panda.
Please bring me one from China.
They're black; they're white.
and never uptight.
You  know, pandas aren't racists
It's not written, but painted all over their faces.
They're black; they're white.
And Asia's delight.
Sweet pandas, why do you have no brown?
At my question, the poor fellow began to frown.

They have a very good digestive system,
and are built for the kill.
Yet with bamboo and leaves,
their stomachs they choose to fill.
They are vegetarian by choice.
Unless in rare circumstances they can't find food,
they chew on meat to feel alive and good.
Pandas are actually bears,
Yet so docile, in humans - a quality so rare.
I want to befriend a panda.
Chat and joke while sipping on Fanta.
Maybe he'd encourage me to turn vegetarian.
Eh! Who am I kidding? I'm just a barbarian.
Sweet innocent fluffy creatures,
with the world's most cutest features.
Oh, I want a panda.
Please bring me one from China.
They're black, white and Asian.
No racism, lets learn from them that equation.

- RUELHA
(www.ruelha.com)

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    1. Thank you so much brother Matt. I’m so glad you enjoyed reading this piece. ⚽️⚽️⚽️⚽️βšͺ⚫βšͺ⚫βšͺβš«πŸ”˜πŸ”²πŸ”˜πŸ”²πŸ”³πŸ”˜πŸ”²πŸ”³β—½β—Ύβ—½β—Ύβ—½β—ΎπŸΌπŸΌπŸΌ
      Jesus loves you tooooooπŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸŒˆπŸŒˆπŸŒˆπŸŒˆπŸŒˆ

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        1. I hope you realized your post was the inspiration to this poem….thank you for that πŸŒˆπŸ˜€πŸŒˆπŸ˜€πŸŒˆπŸ˜€πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™πŸŒˆπŸŒˆπŸŒˆ. Here is the link to Matt’s article. He writes from the heart and it isn’t afraid to speak the truth. https://wp.me/pEZzf-1CJ

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  1. The divine is in everyone and everything,
    After the winter comes the spring…
    Bells of joy start to ring
    And birds , in the sky , fly and sing
    A flying bird has a wing ,
    Every creation is like a king …
    See that your spirit can have joy like a child in a swing…

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    1. Very well said Wael πŸ˜ƒπŸ™πŸŒˆπŸ˜ƒπŸŒˆπŸ™πŸ˜ƒπŸŒˆπŸ™

      The bells of joyπŸ””
      The child found in a toyπŸƒ
      Winter came🌬
      Made her lameβ™Ώ
      Waiting for spring🌱
      And the birds to chirp and singπŸ•Š
      The crown of creationπŸ‘‘
      Still waiting for a change of season🌈

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