If

I saw a man who was homeless

he looked sickly at best 

a woman pulled out her cash grabbed a little

and gave him the rest 

I thought wow people still love

people really have hearts

I thought how awesome we can be

as he pushed away his kart

i thought when people give to others

and worry about more than being content 

yes they spend thier money

but thier souls are never spent

if everyone turns to love 

and turns away from hate 

people would be behind on tv shows 

instead of prison gates

if everybody gave

and no one stole 

maybe we could live forever

and never truly grow old 

if we thought of every girl as a sister 

and every guy a brother

you would know that what makes us awesome 

is that we have eachother

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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