Inspired by the daily abuses people go out of their way to give.
When one has nothing else to do
but to pick at me or you
Then one has nothing more
than an uneducated view
When one is easily perturbed
by the things we do or say
Then one surely deserves
the frown they wear each and every day
When one fights and yells and argues
Attacking those nearby
Then one will be lonely-one alone,
all alone forever till they die
When one has worms crawling about them
In their eyes and out their nose
Then one has finally found their peace
in the dirt, body decomposed
When one tiny flower
rises from the ground above
Then one has ceased giving hate
And began to show the world love
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