Just Think Twice

Take heart with the art of being nice,
It begs of us to just think twice.
In self wrought swirls of sour grapes,
The thought of kindness oft’ escapes.
 
Think back to a time when we were young,
The words we used rolled off our tongue,
Like cardboard swords that were so real,
In backyard battles and nerves of steel.
 
We played hard and had our fun,
And when all was said and done,
We knew, for heaven’s sake,
The games we played were all just fake.
  
Today, we live a different story,
We no longer fight for love and glory.
We fight with the sword of a poisoned heart,
Polluted by noise and not the art.
 
At a time when we could all know better,
We fight in media in the form of a letter,
This is our right as a nation we are,
But look at the content as one from afar.
 
Is it hiding the heart that made us so great,
Or mocking a trust because we can’t wait,
To follow a crowd we seek to find,
That will not reflect the peace in our mind.
 
Now is the time to stand as a nation,
And love from within without reservation,
It’s time to take heart and not be afraid,
To face our enemies as friends to be made.
 
For it is in the art of being nice,
Where one day we’ll see the price,
Is ever so high to win a war,
As that we might pay for ever more.