When one is angry, one thinks that one is right,
He/she makes decisions, sometimes laden with might.
After the anger is spent, and all the hurt has been done,
One thinks what happened, my loved ones are gone.
Then the beauty of the world retreats,
As the night and darkness beats,
The heart become heavy and the mind goes sorry,
Then we realize what really made us angry.
We don’t have to be alone in a world that is bleary,
We need our companions to complete our life’s journey,
We are all on a pilgrimage with each a different story,
But our goals are one and the same, health for all and the Earth’s glory
Whenever there is an argument, let us remind ourselves the lesson,
That we are not two people facing each other because we face the world together.
It’s not who’s right but what’s right that matter,
This way we could make the world bright beautiful and better.


