THE WORLD IS A SMALL VILLAGE

The world is a small rural village.
Each nation is a household
Sometimes one runs out of salt
but never worries for a neighbour will offer
expecting nothing in return.

Communal hands
Clear each other's farms.
When pests strike one, the rest respond
because no rain ever falls on just one roof.

Children are raised by the village
whether born of wealth or want.
Every father is a father to many
every mother is a mother to all.
Lessons are not chalked on blackboards
but told around fires, where wisdom glows with every flame.

The world is a small village
my grandfather once said
where kindness is currency
and no one eats alone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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