Live every day like it was meant to be,
helping all those who want to be free.
Feel the warmth in a genuine smile,
a childish giggle can bridge the miles.
Surround everybody with happy ways,
bask in the heat of the suns warm rays.
A world of love and peace for all,
where we help the ones who trip and fall.
I may be a dreamer of fanciful sights
but dreams are better than childish fights.
“Mine’s better than yours”, “But mine is real”,
such childish pettiness in every deal.
Look at the world as it falls apart,
tearful eyes washing aching hearts.
Families decimated; children denied
the right to live at their parents side.
Its time to put away such childish days
and mend the scars left along the way,
see the world for what it could be,
a world of peace, where all are free.
Look at the smile on the face of a child
who no longer has to run and hide.
It’ll warm your soul and melt your heart
and I cannot think of a better place to start.
Why do we fight, why do we hate,
why do we lock and defend a gate?
Why can’t we live without all the pain,
just put it behind us; we’re all the same?
My blood runs deep in fragile veins
but it’s red, just like yours; it’s just the same!
Too priceless to be spilled on hot dusty streets,
congealed and dead under cold marching feet.
Life is so precious, regardless of creed,
we should focus on strife and genuine need,
it surrounds us all, wherever we go,
the dead and the dying on crumbling floors.
Look into your heart, beneath all the greed
and help each other so we can all succeed.
Life is for living, for love and for joy,
for everybody, be they girl and boy.
I, for one, am so sick and tired
of all the wars and funeral pyres.
It’s time to grow up and open the gate,
welcome the friendship and throw out the hate.
Written by Darren Scanlon, 29th July 2014.
Revised 5th August 2015.
This poem is part of the Poetry Book Positively Poetic – Volume 4