This Thing Called Nice

You care.

And share and wonder

Where the rest of them

Gain compassion.

They seem inhuman and

Only you man can turn their

Hearts from stone.

Slowly grind ’em and while they’re

Blinded by your kindness

They will follow.

Love ain’t hollow.

It’s summer fallow.

Good ground to plant tomorrow!

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