Gratitude

If it wasn’t for hate, I would have never known shelter,
I would’ve called it shade and resented the sun,
If it wasn’t for mercy, I would’ve never known dreams,
I would’ve called them foolish and let them float away,
If it wasn’t for desire, I would’ve never known greed,
I would’ve called it entitlement and declared it mine,

If it wasn’t for my parents, I would’ve never known life,
I would’ve been but a wave – travelling, radiating, yet never being,
If it wasn’t for my friends, I would have never known laughter,
I would’ve called it madness and locked it inside,

If it wasn’t for you, I would’ve never known love,
I would’ve called it poetry, and be done with that.

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