When you walk past a shy child,

Who is afraid of you and keeping his head not high,

Make him familiar with the spark of your kindness,

Because being unkind can cost you your happiness.

Coldness in one's voice and the inner youth which speaks,

Can result in those precious tears from the eyes which leak.

Those hurtful words, which exposes not the mind but the heart which is weak,

Because being unkind shows inhumanity at its peak.

If someone is going through innumerable greviences,

Lend them a helping hand,

For it might mean less than a penny to you,

but to the man, a treasure grand.

If someone ever was impolite to you,

don't transform into a batte warrior and fight,

Shoot him with a kind smile and see their eyes lit,

Because kindness needs no riches, just a pure spirit.

Many lost their loved ones,

not in a disaster or a battle, but by being unkind.

Promise to yourself to keep the human in you uptight,

Because kindness costs you nothing, but sadly the ego is bothering.