An Adequate Calm: A Peaceful, Just Oasis

Situations that supply something imply caring for those who invent courtesies - a poem.

Human beings could know vices…
Some forget what truly nice is -
Caught on cameras and devices -
Dumb behavior could entice us…

Most construe a tone that’s adequate
Toward exchanges most would quit…
The hospitals apply that tourniquet
As societies watch and cull it…

Souls complain there’s lack of charity
Amid the gruesome kinds of clarity -
We might approve the gross disparity -
As if it’s chosen: strewn with verity…

Cavalier, come on, just shake it -
Bother neither, douse, forsake it;
Don’t proclaim the world could rake it;
Just pretend the Earth could take it.

Excellence is knowing greed
In each and every glowing seed -
What we have is further need
Escaping ruins - none shall bleed…