Illusory Truth
Illusory truth you cut through me;
'Be Kind.'
Doesn't seem to get you where you should be;
Humankind wastes away surrounded
plastic words discarded into a serene ocean;
Polluting the environment;
Reused, recycled, but never reduced;
Still we try;
Cordial behavior fades from memory
washed away by the waves; Toxic stays;
Muddy are our interactions now;
We cry out our illusory truth 'Be Kind.'
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