MAN TO MAN ———-
Nothing can hurt a man as much as another man
Nothing can help a man as much as another man
Why,oh why man
You hurt another man
Who didn’t do you anything bad
You hurt even the one
Who once helped you a lot
You hurteven the one
Who you have never met him
You hurt him in pretend play
And you hurt even the one
Whose deeds you admire
And you hurt that everyone
You meet accidentally on the road
You harm with a sudden atack
Or systematic torture
Once, many times, for years
People, what will it happen to you
People, it can’t end well !
A man walks along meadow or road
And stumbled unintentionally
You see it and you run up
But you don’t support him at all
You kick him, push into the swamp
A child is walking with flowers
Is walking with a smile to mother
But the mother throw these away
She want gift from rich gentelman
People built a beatiful bulding
House, shelter, a church
You set it all on fire
You like to hunt for prey
You have grown love great
Someone trust you and loves
Then you tortment him bellow
You satisfied, him abandom
Bearing stupidy, meanness
The world staggering and shakes
And they can happen again
Human history of fall
Why,oh, why man
When you want to help someone
Someone else bothering is you
Destroys it, gets you in the way
But when you obstacles overcome
Opposition human and objects
You will hug and wrap the poor
He will tread happily, with hope
The glow and beauty of helping
Cordiality, kindness, friendship
Illuminates the deepest depths
Burns evil, Whe indiference, ill will
When you want to help someone
You don’t bend too low over him
Give him your hand and lift him up
So your world and face he can see
Lead him up, show the chance
Help direction him find
He’ll fly there like a bird
Like a bird to you he will sing
When you meet a wounded, a sick
In hiding, where he hid from the world
And get him better it’s too late
Teach him to dream, let him confide
From among the rubbish and waste
Pull out lost children, aged
Purify them with your goodness
They’ll never want to go back there
Looks for like-minded, solumnates
Like flowers among the weeds of evil
Like sparks in the ashesof disasters
Stoping the plague wickedness
Nothing can hurt a man as much as another man
Nothing can help a man as much as another man
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I have lived in Poland since I was born. I am a graduate of the Jagiellonian University in Krakow, Psychology.
I worked as a psychologist with children and adolescents. Now she works with terminally ill people. For years he has been painting pictures, composing music and above all writing. I write poems, short stories, essays and fairy tales for children