Sometime we got to meet
Kind hearted humans

Just sometime
Or rarely

Other time we meet
Professionals
Who knows how to trade
Or compromise

Sometime I feel
What makes them
Like this
Kind enough to ****
Indifference

Are they naïve?
Or, they understand better.
Are they raised up differently?
Or, they got good surrounds.
Is kindness their weakness?
Or, their strength.
Should we love them?
Or, neglect.

Time knows
No one is born
Being Professionals

They are made