We veterinarians are a weird type,
Striving to create love in the world.
Yet not quite sure how to do it,
We place our love in the animals.
The ones whom you care about,
And bring to us when they fall ill.
We care for every single one of them,
Fixing and mending all their wounds.
Hoping that all of our great love,
Makes its way into the world.
Maybe we're not so weird after all,
Simply wishing to make the world better.

To fix the world, is the simplest, yet hardest thing to do.
Everyone knows how to fix it.
People simply need to put aside their differences,
But, that can't happen because,
The few people who can make a difference, choose not to.

You may think me crazy for such a bizarre notion,
Perhaps I simply am insane.
Maybe it is a wild thought that the world can be fixed,
But I know it's possible.
I also know however, that it will never happen.
The greed won't let it happen.

How does one know what love is?
It is not an emotion you feel constantly throughout your life,
Such as anger, sadness, and happiness.

So how can one possibly know what love is?
One knows love simply from being loved,
And loving someone.

But if one doesn't know what love is, how can they love someone?
Love is not something you need to know what it is to experience,
Love is something you must wait for, and notice when you find it.

Many people say they never find love though?
Everyone finds love in their lifetime,
Though many let it pass them by unknowingly.

How will I know if I am loved or love someone?
You will be able to see it in the people that love you,
And you will feel something never felt before by you.

What if I never find my love?
You will, all you need do,
Is always pay attention to the people in your life.

Insanity

Such a long road
A road with many
Inhabitants.

Naught but a thin
Path separates
Boundaries of the
Sane and insane.

Forever lost
To us are the
Sane ones across
The narrow path.

Sanity