In a world where people care for themselves
An act of charity, of true charity, is a miracle.
In a land where the rich get richer and the poor die worse than animals
a noble hand reaching the needed is like a 4 leaf clover.
In a place where a friend that cares for you rather than what you are
is like a snow storm in a summer day.
But what would happen if we turn those analogies into lies?
Rise in the morning, hoping,
with a smile in your face cause the rain is a beautful gift of life.
Ready to care for another other than yourself.
Laugh and cry with rich and poor equally, as if our bodies are just some stupid costumes that say nothing, cause from inside we are the same.
Reach out your hand, not only to grasp mine, but to help others as we are all walking the same path of life.
FIGHT!!! Not to hurt, but to heal. Not to kill, but to give and save lives. Not for hatred, but for love. Never stop fighting, never stop dreaming, and never stop hoping that a new day will come.
And that day we all will be able to look back and say: "It truly was worth the FIGHT!"
You can see that day right now, if you close your eyes and listen to that chilidish voice of yours. If you recall that goodness so deep within your soul that filled your heart with joy when you were a child. Listen to your heart...the day is coming.
