Monday, June 2, 2008

Happiness

As I stumble down the street
The ground is rumbling
All around me everything is crumbling
People are in dire need of support
Chaos is upon us
But as I go down the street, a man is in distress
He lays on the ground, stunned for a moment
I offer a hand to pick up the fallen
A smile appears on his face
I can’t watch, my past won’t allow me to do so
I need to act
A women is in fear, confusion leaves her paralyzed
Screams burst out as she cries for help
I wipe her tears in order to provide comfort
A smile appears on her face
I ask for nothing in return
No gift of any kind, help is what I offer
But what I receive is a thank you
And a smile appears on my face