When someone says
“Hey, how do you do?”
I say, “I’m good.”
You say, “I’m good.”
They say, “We’re all good.”

But if we’re all good…
Why doesn’t the world feel good?

Good people, they say, spread goodness.
But goodness without joy —
Is like rain without water.
Happiness must carry peace.
And peace must touch the streets.

So if we are good—
Where are the good homes?
Where are the safe cities?
Where is this good world
we keep talking about?

Is the world truly happy?
Is hate a myth now?
Are hearts not breaking somewhere…
right now?

Let’s ask ourselves.

Who whispers hate into our homes?
Who draws borders around our hearts?
Who builds walls inside our minds?
Who profits when we fight?

Think.

Don’t let a few crooked minds
write your story.
Know them.
Unmask them.
Betray the betrayal.
And throw them out of your soul.

Stand up.
Speak up.
Rise up.

Let the world live,
and live loud.
Long live the world.

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