On this life’s journey; observe things that unfold
Before your eyes; experiencing, stories, judgements and truths being told
Finding out things; becoming exposed; when all you want to do is hide
Run for the hills: tears; oh what a ride Joy and laughter is there to be had
Yet prejudices get formed, closed doors: how sad
I wonder why day by day
There is light and dark, some have so much to say
Some not; a smile, a nod, eye contact, let’s not be blind
Here and now is all that matters…let’s all just be kind 
