When I was younger
I reckoned a kind world
I was much happier
Naively described as
A word.

As I grew I saw cruelty
Began to feel frightened
Then hunger and poverty
My heart cried for those
Who suffered.

We ought to help each other
Without expecting a return
Someday it is other's favor
We may seek when it is
Our turn.

Today it starts with me
Then us from tomorrow
Together we shall believe
In a better world of happiness
Not sorrow.

Kindness needs no fees
It is meant to be shared
To a day where love lives
Tears of sadness is
No longer shed.