There are millions of people out there with ugly hearts.
They think using and hurting others is play. Other people are only here for their amusement.
But when it ends won’t they be surprised.
There are thousands of good hearted people out there.
Who think loving and caring is the way to go.
Everyone else is the same they think, here to care about others.
But when it ends won’t they be surprised too.
But for now the world keeps on spinning.
Around and around like a bowling ball.
Headed for that last big strike.
By: Bernice (Maria) Crawford.
This poem was written/submitted by Bernice Crawford.