Portrait Poem by Robert Aaron Firth

What ever happened
to old fashioned values?
It would appear we prefer vengeance,
rather than saying than you.

Why is it so hard
to be kind to a stranger?
Would we not appreciate aid from one,
were we in danger.

WE seem to have lost our decency,
when did this occur in our history?
We call ourselves enlightened beings,
yet we continue to ignore all the misery.

It's time to make an effort,
out humanity is slipping from our grips.
Saving others will help save ourselves,
otherwise we may awake in apocalypse.