Too often, there are deaths.
Too often, there are murders.
Too often, we stop and stare.
Too often, people look away.
Sad, but true.
Human nature possesses an evil side,
which tempts us each day.
Its flipside offers us a way to achieve
purer thoughts and good deeds.
Which path will lead to a better world?
Too often, we make the wrong choice.
Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves & flowers.
I want to look at water & not towers.
Colors to brighten my day.
A place where birds come to play.
I will walk to the end of the pier.
I’ll gaze into the depths without fear.
I will see fish swimming by.
Not monsters lurking nearby.
Time will pass slowly and must be savored.
Whoever comes this way will be favored.
I think it’s only prudent and fair
To share my secret with those who care.