I Do Not Want You To Hear

If You Are Poor, Shun Association With Him Who Measures Men With The Yardstick Of Riches.

You Are Not Enclosed Within Your Bodies, Nor Confined To Houses Or Fields. That Which Is You Dwells Above The Mountain And Roves With The Wind.

Your Clothes Conceal Much Of Your Beauty, Yet They Hide Not The Unbeautiful.

For What Is Evil But Good Tortured By Its Own Hunger And Thirst?

Wisdom Stands At The Turn In The Road And Calls Upon Us Publicly, But We Consider It False And Despise Its Adherents.