Compassion is my song

It’s the middle of the night and all I want to do is go out in the city and walk. Own my street. Own my city. Own my world.

This world belongs to those who love and seek peace.

What if we could give unconditional love and empathy to the angry, hiding their fear behind guns, bullets and harsh words?

I have no anger to spare. No fear to give. Compassion is my song.

I am free.

With great respect and love!

A.