There is a child at my school.
He is 15, just like me.
And he writes poetry.

Not ranting poetry.
Not rhyming poetry.
But the kind of poems that make you sit down,
And think about life.

In this world, there is so little love.
Knowing this physically pains me.

Love isn't always telling someone
"I love you."
It's holding open the door for the old man.
It's feeding the stray in your neighborhood.
Love doesn't take much.

What we all want is the love we see.
The old couple who always finds their way
To the park bench.
The teenage couple,
Holding hands, teasing, and looking at
Eachother like it's the first time.

This world is full of so much hate.
All I'm asking is for you to find the love
in you and make a difference.

This child,
Is changing
**the world.