IN MY OWN WORLD*

We all have our world's,
Where we see differently,
Of course, our understanding can't be hurled,
Where mentality and opinions meet silently.

Some are easy to flow with,
Others are strict and lack social ability,
I've tried to measure their lenses width,
Only to discover that we all are our eyes liability.

I'll paint my world with sacrifice,
And not like those who disguise,
I'll love with everything in me and not treat people like a dice,
And not fear those who bug me but open my arms in its big size.

I'll speak kind words and ask politely,
Not to hurt their feelings or get them mad,
I'll love and be ready to help, taking nothing lightly,
I'll put myself in your shoes and not make the depressed, sad.

I'll listen well, without assumption,
I'll humbly seek to know your hearts state,
And not be a proud elite that puts away the unlearned to dejection,
I'll try to help the much I can, and not leave you to fate.

With the lens of love I'd view everyone,
I'll wisely love to give, and no one would ever be called a beggar in my world,
I'll reason with you and not rashly conclude why you never won,
I'll make my bed with love and care and wear the perfume of the social in my own world.

© Daniels Pen™ 2021.