The Sickness

There is a sickness, going around

Most don’t now it’s there

Because they have it

It is not of the body

It is of the mind

It has most in its grasp

It’s the sickness of uncaring

Let others go hungry, they are not you

Let others get hurt, they are not you

It’s the sickness of giving for receiving

A present for a present, that is right

No other reason to give gifts, then to receive gifts

It has many causes

But also many cures

But not many want a cure

Care for the unlucky

Care for the sick

They are closer then you think

Give for the happiness of others and their smiles

It will bring receivers pure happiness, the right type of giving

The gift of happiness is the most precious gift of all

Don’t let the sickness have you, fight it

Don’t let it take you over, fight it

Pure giving and caring is the best