This world,

was once so small and now,

It’s grown to be so big.

Evolution’s happened here,

And love’s a game to win.

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This world,

Once upon a time,

Was only just a wish.

A wonder waiting to begin.

A starting point, a finish line.

A future and a past defined,

Forever changing like the tide.

This world,

something so beautiful.

Seen only past that ugliness,

To find the flower blooming amongst 

the willful and wild weeds.

This world,

So full of shadows.

Full of

pain and disrespect. 

Full of 

hate/hurt/harm.

That isn’t how it 

Always has to be.

This world,

requires balance.

A bit of everything.

As much rain as

There is sun.

As many dents to 

Any kind of day.

This world,

As seasons past, so far and fast, the

balance will tip one way. 

Trying,

To test against the challenges to come.

To play the roles yet to be played.

To find the answers still untold.

This world,

full of many things

So many,

Many,

Many things.

Many, endless,

Other things.

Out there in 

The waiting world.

The World is Waiting.

Waiting,

Waiting,

for all the help it needs,

To get it all back on track.

To stop the climate crisis.

To end poverty and homelessness.

To shelter all and treat each other,

With that Golden Rule.

“Treat others as you would want to be treated yourself.” 

That’s what this world is waiting for.

And I would like to add;

“Help others without being asked because

You want to and you can.”