Rarity. Poem by Driss Ezzireg

Rarity is a word that well defines Humanity.
Rare come feelings of true happiness
In the whirl of generalized madness.
Rare flies high the flag of freedom
In countries that glorify martyrdom.
Rare stands solidarity in a community
That heartily deifies free enterprise.
Rare sings of wisdom a man in a chair
Full of justifiable anger at his executioner.
Rare heals a wound little cared for
By the oppressed and the oppressor.
Rare pounds a heart for a new start
When false promises unfailingly fall apart.
Rare is heard the sound of pure, ethereal harmony
In a land of putrid chaos and fratricidal felony.
Rare are the brave whose guilt burdened feelings
Are turned into constant dealing with human healings.
Rarity is a word that well defines Humanity.