You may think you have nothing,
Life is tough and all odds are against you
No new deals , only lost contracts
The body is weak and weary
And all you think is: “emptiness”
How empty? How nothing?
Do you not have water,
with which you quench your thirst
or food with which you feed your hunger
or that place to rest your body?
This is emptiness:
The man who has not even a glass nor clean water
At the point of thirst
The woman who has not even a spoon nor salt
To hope for food
The sick child with no doctor nor diagnosis of his case
Or the street child looking down at her nose
And all doors have one sign saying closed
That is emptiness
Always remember "the fullness of your emptiness"