Thin
Compassion with passionis a curse of choice
Wearing thin
by each burning voice
How do we ‘win’
if we choose to ‘whine’
And where does ‘begin’,
Begin at the vine…
.
eyes cried out
and hands went reaching
searched the verses
for deeper meaning
desperate stares
in darkly places
replacing smiles
in once bright faces …
how far do we go?
.
energy exchange
of the mind is game
doing for others
as yourself the same
but what of ‘them’
when the smart do teach?
what of ‘them’
who refuse and beseech?
what of ‘them’
who feed on care?
what of ‘them’
who pretend it’s fair…?
... stand up, I agree.
repairing yOURself,
doesn’t being with ‘me’. ..
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