Human Behaviour

Lot’s of things are rare,

Though it often doesn’t seem fair,

Yet rare, lots of things will become

Such is the way amongst the thrum

Rare can be beauty

Rare could be duty

Rare can be price

And rarer it’ll be, in a hundred years or thrice

Though it isn’t rare yet,

And though we’ve not met,

I fear it could be

So I’d like you to see

Acceptance and niceness is hard to find

While hatred and shaming happen to no mind

I wish it were less and love was all around

I fear understanding will never be found

With every fleeting day I fear

Humanity won’t volunteer

That we’ll be swallowed up in vanity

And our world will be a travesty

Promise me that if you see this

You won’t just disregard and miss

The point I’m trying to make to you

Let’s reinvent and start anew

Reach out and love someone,

Maybe then we can all become one..