... C O U R T E S Y ...

Each second, every passing Day,

Many simply keep losing their Way.

Every time and each single Moment,

People lose the power of their Scent.

We are born out of Love and Respect,

Even if all that occurs isn't what we Expect.

We're here 'cause our mothers appreciates Life,

Even if we got abandoned and all we feel is Strife.

They say: A lion's cub will always look like a Lion,

Literally true, but in another way, that is a By-gone.

A child could be raised in a home filled with Hatred,

Can be taught to eat stones, not with butter and Bread.

A person could grow up in a violent Background,

Reeking of crimes, filth and fears oozing Around.

Some could be true witnesses of abusive Behaviours,

Others become victims of molestation without Saviours.

Despite the gory images and pictures they've Seen,

In spite of their courses, all the places they've Been.

They do their best not to live like that or turn out Same,

Using their experiences as excuse, making it their Blame.

The fact is, none should use their background as a Reason,

To act, hurt, maim, abuse or disrespect at any given Season.

We should never forget to apply the simplest Amazing Words we can See,

Yes, Hello, Sorry, Please, Thanks, Excuse - should be the best part of Courtesy.

... CHIEF LYRICIST™...

... ONKOWE AARA™...

.... a touch of mine™ ....

.... 21st JUNE, 2023 ....

THIRD DAY CHALLENGE