Good morning or evening, everyone. I found this poem and thought I would share it.
There is a world, and I am alive in it.
I can smell it, touch it, hear it, see it, taste it.
I can think about it. I can learn from it.
Some things bring me joy.
Some things hurt and make me want to get away.
So, I must choose what to do.
Yeah.
Doing nothing hurts too.
So, I should learn how to think,
So, I can learn what to do
that brings more joy and less pain.
I should do good things,
things that bring me joy.
Yeah.
I don’t like loneliness.
I should find people who are kind and respectful,
people who make my life lighter.
Cruel people make me want to get away.
I should not become like them.
I should be kind and respectful, too.
If I’m not, people will want to get away from me.
I don’t like it when people take my things
or try to force me to do what hurts.
So, I shouldn’t take their things
or try to force them either.
Yeah.
I should think and learn
and do good things
with good people
who bring me joy.
I should walk away from what harms
and walk toward what brings joy.
And I should do this
until I have to go away.
Yeah
