I wish I could be the person

people were kind to

but the teacher pats the little boy’s head

giving him a snack

and then ruins a man’s life

I would be kind, but there is always a price

for treating others well

they take advantage,

or recognize

the obvious heart

kind people are not kings

they trade their power

to make others feel good

it’s a weak need

that the world needs

but it’s too hard

to accept

something

free

kindness might be saying to someone

“you’re not that great”

or

“you are great”

it’s helping people discover

who they might be

it’s caring to know

that deeply.