Slow to Kindness

What of this and that?
It’s clear we stand apart.
What’s the point? Where’s the love?
What’s the answer in your heart?

It’s clear to me,
We cannot see
When trapped inside our mind.
We’re taught of walls,
And walk down halls;
Slow to being kind.

Protecting who we think we are,
Judging those around.
Accepting comfort. Playing small.
Lost until we’re found.

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