Kindness made a wrong turn somewhere
and bred an unrequited hope.
Impregnated with expectations,
it bore it's child known as "Despair."
Kindness swung its heavy scythe,
separating grains of chance.
Dividing notion from reality
its job became to now end life.
Kindness gambled to let it ride,
losing its first intent.
Revealing plans for its creator,
Kindness doesn't kill, it's a suicide.
© Kevin Lock, 2010
