Healerr
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Along the busy, crowded street,
A thousand different lives we meet.
The beggar sitting in the dirt,
The rich man hiding quiet hurt,
The worker dripping in his sweat,
The mother saving from a threat.
A tired mind, a broken heart,
A life that’s falling slow apart.
A sudden loss,
A silent pain,
We see the heavy loads they bear,
Yet walk away and do not care.
And when they do not act our way,
We hurt them more by what we say.
Someone is trying just to stand,
And hoping for a helpful hand.
Someone has lost their way inside,
With nowhere left to run or hide.
You do not need to know their pain
A gentle word, a simple hug,
Can bring them peace and feel like love.
So speak with love and walk with care,
Hard times are around us everywhere.
Be kind to all who cross your way
For in the end, we feel the same,
Just humans trying to find a way.
yours
HEALERR
A thousand different lives we meet.
The beggar sitting in the dirt,
The rich man hiding quiet hurt,
The worker dripping in his sweat,
The mother saving from a threat.
A tired mind, a broken heart,
A life that’s falling slow apart.
A sudden loss,
A silent pain,
We see the heavy loads they bear,
Yet walk away and do not care.
And when they do not act our way,
We hurt them more by what we say.
Someone is trying just to stand,
And hoping for a helpful hand.
Someone has lost their way inside,
With nowhere left to run or hide.
You do not need to know their pain
A gentle word, a simple hug,
Can bring them peace and feel like love.
So speak with love and walk with care,
Hard times are around us everywhere.
Be kind to all who cross your way
For in the end, we feel the same,
Just humans trying to find a way.
yours
HEALERR
