Paradigmes

I will lock my paradigms in a dungeon to see the world through clear lenses sometimes I wish I were an onion people would cry if I suffer from a menace who doesn't cry when an onion is cut It would be like forcing empathy my poem is silly cuz I'm such a nut and the tears for an onion is due to chemistry I just wish people were more understanding but I also know that I need to be too Our tenure on Earth is not everlasting and life is too short to be blue I just wish people would walk a mile in other people's shoes exchange love and smile think of more than paying dues What I want from people, I haven't done cuz my own shoes I did not pull off if we were barefoot, we would see the sun so, let's hit off, get off then break off Let's get the rid of the paradigms Let's get the rid of self-love Let's find the right rhymes love each other and free a white dove?