This is an old poem and I see it is not very good.But I have put it here to remind myself of the message.Also I like the image which I created using a very simple program called "Microsoft Paint" which was installed on my laptop.

Do not take this as criticism....
We are all tinged with narcissism.
We have a choice to make each day
We must decide upon our way.
Shall we attempt to cure our ills,
By therapy or swallowing pills?
Or shall we try to think of the Other
Of intrinsic value not merely a bother?
Can we solve the problem in our minds?
Become less cruel,become more kind?
Repeat these words here every day.
"Each other person has their own way.
I am not much better nor much worse.
Some days my words may sound too terse.
There are other points of view,
And it's not just mine which may be true.
If I receive an other's words
A new world come where life is shared."
From where do we get true appetite
To keep these others in our sights?
And learn to feel as well as think
Intuition is a link
Nonverbal cues can be so fine
We shoukd not mind if they're your or mine,
Share alike as mother said,
Then no-one will ever lack for bread.
If all are happier,I am too.
That's a sentence very true.
So take no joy in misery,
And misery will leave you be.
At others' happiness be glad,
For so many times, we've each been sad.
Envy will not make for joy,
So take my words and with them toy.
As children learn with cries and tears
So must we deal well with our fears.
When e,very human has their place
So, heart to heart we may embrace
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