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Doing good to others

Defines who we are,

Sharing and caring

Makes us so aware,

But there are those

They are always blind,

To others all around

And are not considerate,

To anybody else,

How hollow that must be

It’s vacuous beyond belief,

Not helping other people

And offering them relief,

As well as a release

From all the stress abounding,

I don’t think they have empathy,

They’re just going round in circles

It’s hard to have any sympathy,

Fill your life with love and kindness

Until it all overflows,

Don’t be an empty vessel

Happy to always be controlled.