Their wish
It is a
heating world
It is a
hating world
Yet so much
love unremarked
By historians
of the time
On the train
People help
a lost man
Find his
direction
In the
hospital wards
The kind
words of nurses
To the dying
Why are not
these stories sung
Unless a
wish to
Break
humanity’s heart
But I will
know
I will
remember
All those
kind souls
Who’ve
helped me at my worst
I will never
believe
That wish of
theirs
That man is
an irredeemable beast
Published
& Copyright Malachi Doyle 2025.
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