Sunday, 2 August 2015

Glitter-less Gold

I watched as the Spirit of wisdom played basketball with a group of street children living in the city center. 

The spirit had brought them to the park and was injecting life lessons into the game.
‘You spending a lot of time with the little rascals,’ I said nonchalantly, sitting on the park bench observing. ‘Are you not casting the pearls to the swine?’
‘You are looking at the future of the country,’ the spirit slapped my knee.’That one is going to be a world changer,’ he said pointing to a scruffy looking weakling.
‘May the Lord help us,’ I choked.

‘Hey!’ The spirit was indignant, ‘Not all gold glitters!’

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