I Wonder

You wonder what is wrong with this world, 

So much hate and spite,

A section of us live in abundance,

The rest, on the edge of our life.

Because we're taught wrong things,

We're told to be cunning,

The world doesn't have a place,

For the kind and the loving.

We get tensed about the wrong stuff,

"What's my result going to be?"

If only we thought more,

About the life we're going to lead.

For if we have come into this world,

Lets do something for it.

Like the tree in its prime,

Giving shadow , despite people cutting it.

Be a little less selfish, think about the world.

There's abundance in this world for one and all .

If only we all thought about 'we' rather than 'me',

The world would be a much better place.

P.S - First attempt at writing and publishing (if you can call this publishing) poems! Spare the amateur.

P.P.S - Would love for some feedback