No one has time for some these days it seems so busy in their self possessive lives.
What mindful torture lies within and screams, eight billion strong infesting Earth like hives.
Some rich, some poor, some white, some black, so what are all alike with so much yet to learn.
Your heads and hearts know hate will keep you shut push back the tide and change, breath out and turn.
Patience, love and time it daily takes so treat others as yourself, is that too hard?
Don't rush to be the top and make mistakes be pure, keep strong, don't let your soul be scarred.
May Angels watch and guide you on your quest
and fly you home, when it is time to rest.
