“Smiling is an act of charity”


No longer can I feign

In the pain of this routine;

Important matters matter not

When the priority is to entertain.


When will we seize the slumber?

Guard injustices at our door?

When will breezes bleed from thunder?

As whims whisper evermore.


Yet smiles to all outsiders,

For such expressions are of charity,

Forever remains a hope inside that

All will awaken, from this insanity.



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