Bulgarian Bible

  A girl was born long time ago; Her mother Love called her Faith. But life was with the girl too raw, Because she met all people's hate. Faith lived always in fear, People called her mother mad: Love said her daughter just appeared, That God was her real dad. Once Faith hid in the old shrine Away from people's words of dirt: But why her father so divine Lets others make her hurt? Many months and years passed. She lived from the religious gifts. Faith grew up a winsome lass; That's where her story shifts. A king called Might looked at her vision; His heart fell blind with adoration; He changed her name to Religion And Might and Faith ruled over the nation. And if you have some patience, Searching the highlight. It is true, that Faith gives us salvation, But look for her by Might.

  In ancient Rome there was a slave, Who wished his soul was free. Because of his immoral crave, The Romans disagreed, He was put on heavy trial And sentence was all set: For his unrightful strong denial He had to pay with death. The Romans left him on the aren To be the hungry lion's fiest But their labor was all barren The lion didnot harm him least. They say it must be what God willed If prayers reach his seat; But not to be by lion killed, You should give it meat.

 People were to dogs to rough And dogs decided that they had enough They gathered in a meeting altogether They found some ink and piece of leather And wrote their wishes in a pact How dogs and humans had to act. They took the route to king of land, Cause all the justice was in his hand. There was a river they should cross They gave their letter to their boss They crossed the river, but it was fact He ate the "Dogs and Humans Pact". Those we choose to serve society Should always have honour and propriety. For more visit: https://www.amazon.de/Fables-Wisdom-Short-Words-Poetry/dp/B0B2TT6PFM/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?crid=1Z97TA1B6NXOK&keywords=tanya+guleria&qid=1654595756&sprefix=tanya+guleria%2Caps%2C133&sr=8-1

  Long ago in farest ends A peasant and a bearess were friends They shared all troubles and all good, And their friendship was all truth. But once the bearess was very polite And decided her friend to invite To come to her abundant fiest, Where man would celebrate with beast. There was a lot of food and wine; The human ate and drunk as swine; For her the hosting was a pleasure; The bearess was as friend real treasure. And on the other day the bearess asked the peasant If something in her home was too unpleasant The peasant said he didn't want to make her sad, But something in her home smelled very bad. The bearess took a knife and hurt her paw, Some weeks and months went ago, She asked the peasant once to test If from the wound there is some rest. He checked her skin with greatest care And in the end he told the bear: He saw no scar and felt no flaw On the skin or muscles of the paw. "No wound leaves such a painful trace As words which lack respect and grace."