die out of starvation I have sumptuous food with celebration. While the poor are burnt in scorching heat, I enjoy the chilling A.C. – a royal treat! Yet I consider myself displeased? Living lavishly yet never appeased! The poor have tattered clothes to wear I keep buying dresses anytime, anywhere. The tramp grabs a piece of bread from the bin For dieting, I waste part of a pizza and grin. The homeless don’t have slippers for the feet. I have seasonal shoes, hence no deficit. Yet I claim to be unlucky and wretched. Awful even with comforts outstretched. How conceited I am! Shame on me! What for is then this humanity? If not to help others unconditionally, If not using altruism rationally, We should have the urge to share, We should develop the impulse to care. Who will look after mankind if not us? We must lend a hand to the helpless mass.
If stars could truly grant wishes, I'd buy every star up above. Then one by one, my dreams could come true, making wishes for the that I love. I'd wish for your smile at the start of the day, and your kisses to seal the night. I'd wish for your voice that sings to my ears, and for your arms to be holding me tight. I'd wish for the gentle touch of your hand, for our lips to not be apart. I'd wish for your eyes that show me your soul and reach deep into my heart. I'd wish to make you happy, when your eyes are filled with tears. I'd wish to be with you forever, not just for days, weeks, and years. And when I had wished all the stars down to one, there'd just be one more thing to do. I'd wish all the stars back into the night, so that my love could shine down on you.
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