A kind heart
Is like a downtown street wall
Filled with all kind of graffiti
Lots of “Thank-yous”
Lots of “Give me this, give me that”
Lots of “You’re so nice and so kind!”
A kind heart
Like a downtown street wall
Thrives in giving
Rejoices in its nature
For anyone can paint their beauty
Tell their stories
Confide in its kindness
It’s always there, for everyone.
A kind heart
Like a downtown street wall
Questions its existence.
Why? It asks itself,
Suffer the painful brushstrokes
The angry spray bottles
The bitter paints
The angry stares
The confused looks
The open criticism
The continuous mockery,
For harsh images
And harsh words
Forced on it
That ruin it
A kind heart
Like a downtown street wall
Offers joy, feels joy and endures pain
For it’s only there
That the brushes can stroke
The best of life
And the worst of life
A kind heart
Is like a downtown street wall
Or maybe,
Maybe it’s not.
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