Why be bad when we can be good,
When the world is a field of light under our wild steps?
Why not love when we are loved,
When others’ arms search for us, open and burning?
Why be saddened when others smile at us,
When flowers of hope grow in their eyes?
Why look for a storm when harmony is within us,
When the soul sings and its peace wants to be?
Why not pray for others, then for ourselves,
To be bridges of light in the empty darkness?
Unconditional love — a gift that does not die,
Respect — a key to joy and prosperity.
And then… why?
Maybe because we forget who we are in the rushing world’s nature.
But let this poem be your reminder:
That goodness grows in a moment,
That a smile changes a life,
That peace is born from small gestures,
And that love… is everything.
21.11.2025
Andrei GUȚU
Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 2:26 PM UTC
Why be bad when we can be good,
When the world is a field of light under our wild steps?
Why not love when we are loved,
When others’ arms search for us, open and burning?
Why be saddened when others smile at us,
When flowers of hope grow in their eyes?
Why look for a storm when harmony is within us,
When the soul sings and its peace wants to be?
Why not pray for others, then for ourselves,
To be bridges of light in the empty darkness?
Unconditional love — a gift that does not die,
Respect — a key to joy and prosperity.
And then… why?
Maybe because we forget who we are in the rushing world’s nature.
But let this poem be your reminder:
That goodness grows in a moment,
That a smile changes a life,
That peace is born from small gestures,
And that love… is everything.
21.11.2025
Andrei GUȚU
The poem was originally written in Romanian and later translated into English.
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