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Trivial Walls

Only One knows
Where I get this courage
To smile in the worst of days
And be gratified with the least of bread



In an age that has lost all trust in us
The genuine smiles being only diplomatic
With barbed strings attached to generosity
Only turning you and I more skeptical



Somewhere in the hearts of men
Still lies benevolence
As homo sapiens,
Filling our emptiness with camaraderie
Is one subtle essential often ignored



So take the first step
Be the reason behind another's smile
Shut out all the pessimism
Give selflessly
The world will have every reason to giveback.



عبدالجبار 
Kampala 18/10/23

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