When did the word respect become
a distant memory.
Whenever the wind blows a certain way,
do we have to only comply.
While a thought crosses the mind of a quiet soul,
we might think of another’s low.
The other afternoon,
I noticed them gathered together,
realized their fortune to be each other
only for that moment,
once the time passed, their world
belonged to whomever decided to accept
or perhaps continue to circumvent.
Do we know each other,
do you understand my peril,
have you any idea what we feel,
on any given day, even Saturday.
For how long will you wreak
havoc upon your state of mind.
When might the time arrive,
when suddenly you compromise,
how might a heartache benefit
from a moment of compassion,
nothing agenda driven of course,
yet only certainly an element of love.
I would give you my world if only
your smile would be real
if when you realize there is beauty
in understanding pure humility.
I do get it though, ‘check your ego at the door’
is such an exhausting reality to live by.
Much adventure ahead while you release
your venom within a community of peace!