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I stare skyward

Shut my eyes and dream

And keep telling myself you’re right to believe

In the goodness and kindness within humans.

But my belief gets tested tested over time and again

So I try to focus on the beauty and the positive things

But in the background bad things are happening

I close my eyes and try to wish them away

But when I open them I see they haven’t gone away

So I lock my conscious mind into a state of solitude

And ease the hurt and seek to soothe

My fears for all that I see in a mantra of love for all humanity

And as I look to the sky and wonder why

There is so little compassion from some people in life

Why is it that they don’t have a need to love

I close my mind against these questions because sometimes

It just gets too much.