Something So Simple

I question many things,

such as the human race.

Our purpose and use of material things,

and our eagerness to use such tools as a mace.

I wonder why we tear apart,

and somehow make works of art.

If we can use a canvas to tell a story,

then why don't we use it to share peaceful glory?

We can share so many glories,

and so many stories.

There are so many histories to explore,

and I bet they can reach the sea's shore.

So many memories to unfold,

so many words of peace to be told,

Not enough kindness going around,

a simple act of humanity would astound.

. . . the world needs more kindness now than ever,

so be the light the world needs today and forever.