the world is full of kindness
The World is full of kindness and not the poor alone; We Christians in our blindness bow down to hearts of stone; The clever, bitter cynic, whose poisoned “soul” is dead, and, like the rotten clinic, raves, helpless, on his bed. The world is full of kindness but not the White alone; The heathen in his blindness bows down to wood and stone; But all men are his brothers, in spite of all the “Powers,” and the things he does for others shew whiter souls than ours. The world is full of kindness but not the Lean alone; The Fat man in his blindness bows down, and not to stone; But when a friend’s in trouble, and an honest friend at that, then I’d turn to the Fat man in spite of all his fat. The world is full of kindness if it is let alone, and men’s hearts in their blindness are neither ice nor stone. In spite of all pretences, we get it from Above; in spite of all defences - red blood, kind hearts, and love.
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