So do you have any innocence left and are people kind?

Innocence no.
When I look in the mirror I see two eyes and I think I have lived two lives.
I still am.

One sadly tragic, a cynic, the other, ecstatic, euphoric.
So I can’t complain
My soul doesn’t show in my eyes as it did before.

And when I came to the edge of survival
I rested my faith in the kindness of strangers.
Yes there is kindness. Perhaps there are angels.

So what do you think of the world now?

Beauty, greed, wickedness, utter stupidity and lack of wisdom.
The curable won’t be cured.
That’s the worst.

I do remember the angels.
Perhaps kindness will save the earth.
That’s only my favourite dream
It’s not my nightmare.