One Cannot Save The Whole World. Poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs

However, one can save one of few
Because everybody is on their way, eventually all became new.
Life is a school room for all of us here,
Miracle do not happen too often, at last until we became sincere.

If one has a bad life style which ruins the health,
One cannot be healed in a moment.
When continues that same which caused the first time,
No way the miracle will help, not even in another prime.

What can we do? Just go on, tell what is on your mind,
But do not try hard, just relax, do your best and unwind.
Whoever understand what you try to teach,
Call it good, be content with those, who you can reach.

There is no place to pick up an argument,
Try to prove only your way is competent,
Love the people who listens to your idea,
Let go the rest, let them learn their lesson in what is their area.

However, do not just read other messages,
Politely say something nice until it fits your experiences,
Or just tell the person to read your poem,
When you just want to get more attention on your system.

So, teach something positive which can help others
Give the world what knowledge you gathered, love your brothers
With negative messages you ruin more life,
When you rattle about your misery, giving them more strife.

This is the way the world goes around,
Do your bet to give others whatever you found,
In the last days we will edit each other,
As the Bible predicts, do your best to make life better.