Hope
As I lay on my bed
The window's shades closed
The darkness in the room spreads to the door
The window is like the earth
The darkness of the cruel and bitter people
The light shining through the window shades
Is the kindnesses of people
I hear people cry for help
Of someone hurting them
Am I going to watch
Stand there, not helping
Am I going to hurt others
Or am I going to be a person who helps
There is kindness
Of neighbors helping each other
Sharing
Taking care of people who might need help
There are many kindness in our world
But there is also cruelness and hatred
Stealing
Robbing
Violence
No one is born bitter
We can become that way
Because of the people around us
Jealousy
Is a common sin
Of what we want
We can get so focused on something
We become blind to the things we have
It could be better than what we want
But it can slip through our fingertips
Into the drain
Sometimes
Once we realize what we had
Can we get it back
Maybe
But it might take a while
Bittersweet
We can be both
Or
We became so bitter
Our sweetness gets buried under all the bitterness
We created
But
There is hope and faith
For our world
That our world isn't gone too bitter
That the kindness can spread
Into the world
Like the light from the window
Into the darkness of the room
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