Acts Of Kindness

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You might be shocked by few acts of kindness
But need to stop and be less blindness
Anyone could go homeless
While they scream where's the kindness
I say outloud let's stop the blindness
Listen they aren't screaming for no reason
Normally the ones hung by family treason

Not all are all so unkind
Some of the best aren't blind
I guess this is just an add on
To the fact that we aren't all gone
There are more good people then one may think
Yes we sometimes think we're on the brink
But yes there is love
Must be spread, rise above
Hate and govern self

Laws of the land, or by man
Black book written by man?
The one who is destroying the land?
Or the light book that's in your heart
One needs to learn before they depart
Or comeback to your hell
I find love when thought to ring that bell
So look and seek, you will find
Love will prevail every time
I'm not talking about some spaghetti man in the sky
I'm talking about inner peace I can nor lie
I find it when I close my eyes
Trying not to look at those equal despise
Written, spoken chewed off the fat
Now I could care less about ablack or white cat
Closed boxes,closed doors, open some, brand new lore
To wrote about some far off land
Of mystical Unicorns riding off into the sand

Or another from an isle off another coast
I think of them aswell I'm glad they have not become a ghost
For they can be wondering
This prince is crazy mad
As he trots along off into the sand

Castles left with legacy from an old unforogten soul
They might read of all his adventures
And see his hearts not as coal

Before he walked into a forest to hunt an evil foe
Found himself in the rubble stepping toe to toe
With another's shadow,a long lost memory
As he continues to ride the shadow follows he

He enjoys his friend he's made he tells himself that enough
Yet when you look into his eyes, it's hard to call his bluff
Now murmurs in the sea
Must of hit an artery
As the oceans depart from sea
Enjoy this lore bright from Pete

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