I ponder a truth that’s brought me unease.
Sometimes I yearn to mirror what I see,
To treat folks just as they’ve treated me.
Yet in the heart of my character’s embrace,
I find a gentleness, a softer grace.
Not to repay with the same bitter tone,
But to rise above, to stand alone.
Amidst the chatter of the bustling square,
I resist the urge to retaliate, declare.
For my character weaves a different thread,
A tapestry of kindness, where empathy is spread.
In the market’s hustle, where secrets are shared,
I hold back the impulse to act impaired.
Though shadows of harshness may try to encroach,
My character whispers a kind reproach.
Through cobblestone streets where judgments may roam,
I navigate with a kindness to call my own.
A smile in response to a scowl’s cruel tease,
My character blooms in moments like these.
In the café where bitterness may be brewed,
I sip on compassion, my spirit renewed.
For my character’s compass points to the light,
Guided by principles, strong and bright.
Past the alleys where grudges may hide,
I choose forgiveness, let resentment subside.
In the rhythm of my character’s song,
Forgoing revenge, I choose to be strong.
Within the gardens of understanding and grace,
I plant seeds of goodwill in this humble space.
For my character flourishes in the face of disdain,
Nurturing kindness through sunshine and rain.
Down the lanes where judgment may roam,
I walk with humility, making kindness my home.
For in the tapestry of character’s design,
Love and compassion forever entwine.
So, in this town of whispers and shade,
I choose a path where kindness won’t fade.
Though others may falter, unkindness decree,
My character stands strong, boundless and free.
