A reaching handA Poem by Stone
Everyday we hear and see tragic news
People killing others Youth committing suicides Parents killing their children Such senseless death Such waste of life For the simplest reason. Whose fault is it? Is it you, me or others? The answer is very simple. It is all of us. We turned a blind eye to others' pain We used lack of time as excuse We tell ourselves it had nothing to do with us We have our problems too. Many tragedy could have been avoided All it needs are simple gestures Reach out our hands. A hand that pulls one up when they are down A hand that gives us a pat on the back to say it is okay A hand that will slap us when we are wrong A hand that won't let go during the good and bad times So, reach out to those around you Do not underestimate its power Tell them it is okay to be down or fall Because You will be there with a helping hand To pull them up on their feet . © 2018 Stone |
AuthorStoneKota Kinabalu, MalaysiaAboutGrew up in a traditional Asian family. My family motto is family comes first thru good and bad. Writing is something I had always like but was sacrificed when work and home started to swamp my life. .. more..Writing
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