Human Beings
Let no harsh word fall like a stone,
For every heart is tender, alone.
Give kindness first, the cost is small,
A little warmth is wealth for all.
The weary need a gentle hand,
Up high a star to help them stand.
Speak truth, but dress it soft in light,
So none are wounded in the night.
To love another is to see
The hidden flame of dignity.
No soul was meant to walk in pain,
Or bow beneath another’s chain.
If mercy grows in every place,
The world will bloom with human grace.
Let hearts be free, let voices sing,
For kindness is the thing all seek.
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