Please, Find It
You won’t find it in your local mall
It is nothing that can be bought
You won’t find it in your school text book
It’s not a thing that can be taught
You won’t find it through a telescope
It is not on the horizon way out far
You won’t find it with a highway map
You can’t drive to it with your car
You won’t find it in any church
Or in whatever bible you choose to read
It is not monopolized by religious folk
Or the property of any creed
You won’t find it hung on a museum wall
It’s not a piece of art
You can only find it deep inside
Of a happy person’s heart
It’s love for your fellow man
And not the kind confused with sex
It’s kind and pure and non-judgmental, too
The one thing I’ve found to be the best
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