The Author's Unspoken Words (MGS Writings)

The reason why people are so kind Is often rooted in the world’s unkindness, In the shadows where harshness lingers, They’ve felt the weight of life’s cruelness. Each act of kindness, a gentle response, To the pain they’ve endured, the battles they’ve fought, For in giving warmth, they find their own light, A balm for the wounds that life has wrought. They’ve tasted the bitterness of neglect, Felt the sting of words that cut like a knife, So, they choose to uplift, to offer a hand, To create a haven, a sanctuary in life. In a world that can often feel cold and stark, Their kindness is a beacon, a flicker of hope, A reminder that love can still thrive, Even when the heart struggles to cope. For those who have suffered, who’ve known despair, Understand the power of a simple embrace, A smile, a gesture, a listening ear, Can transform a moment, can change a place. So, when you encounter a kindness so pure, Remember the story that lies underneath, It’s a testament...

Where does this life go?  Does time find me, or do I find time?  Who can tell?  Within time my youth goes,  My past just becomes a memory The years have slip away,  Soon time inside grows,  Before I know  The years have passed by.  My life is a fragment, o f time I let go, My youth is like a game, I'm winning or I'm losing? My maturity paid the prize, Now my heart yearns, More times to shame.  Then, I realized,  For more precious ways, It takes great efforts,   To make another time.  So easy to waste time,  So hard to save life,  We only live once,  So, make no bounce.