Taught since so young…
To look the other way…
Look down…
Respect them the way people of faith should…
But growth in mind and spirit over time…
Leads one to wonder…
Can one smile?
Or can one???
Faith tells one…
Lower you gaze…
Look away…
But what of a smile…?
I mean no harm…
Never will go far…
Cross towards what’s wrong…
To worry her…
Hear my heart…
Just wants someone…
To be in rhythm…
But see there…
Perhaps you’ve went too far…
Not everyone falls in love…
At first lust sight…
But perhaps…
Not what you meant…
Yet can’t help but think….
That’s what been said…
Without one word…
The way you look at her…
Lust or love…
Be it lust….
I try to look away…
Try to suppress…
That carnal desire for sex…
Yet how can one do all the next steps…
Some skip ahead and violate her instead…
As if no one cared for consent…
Only egos get fed…
Or perhaps just an innocent smile…
To brighten ones day…
And be on my way…
Live life fully…
And let faith help find me…
What begins with a smile…
Maybe that’s what faith meant…
My method…
Silent Scholar 