Why is it so hard to smile
to strangers on the street
to say “hi” and give a hug
to that person who wants to die.
Why is it so hard to be good,
when each 40 seconds
a person commits suicide,
because of solitude in a overcrowded world.
Why is it so hard to forgive our sins,
to take care of each other
as we are all brothers
of the same nature mother.
Petra is Gone - wondering and wandering 