I have eyes to see,
Feet to run,
Hands to carve my own sun,
And I see not the seen,
The do, not done,
Life isn’t fair to us all,
The Sun is harsh on some of our own,
What will happen if you a spare minute,
Stop, look around and be empathetic,
An act of kindness is a ripple they say,
Dominos fall and create a chain,
And traverses space, time and of all known gears,
Maybe your hand was their last despair,
A day known,
A memory sown,
And hope begins to grow,
A failed marriage, a jobless spirit,
Or maybe the one who had lost all his tidings,
Stretch a hand or that gorgeous smile,
Lend an ear or send a word,
Sometimes thats what all it takes,
Life isn’t easy for us all,
Hope we all could make it someday,
But Whatever happens always remember,
One for all,
All for one…..
