Friday, February 22, 2019

A Poetic Purpose



I've been many places, but I'm not worldly
and I've gone through a lot just don't call me
wise. I've cried for years as I learn the faults
of humanity I'm not depressed or cynical -
I just wish things were different.

If I were to be the changes I want to see
in this world I'd be the embodiment of love,
but even then would these rivers of ink
of million chopped trees really understand
their own sacrifice as the beauty of creativity?

And as the years pass I want to be a teacher,
a guide, a friend to everyone I meet because
we all need somewhere to turn when the skies
are lonely and grey - God only knows,
I needed somewhere: Someone.

Only I don;t expect my name in history
or my story in a book, I don't need
anything more than the love of those
I've helped, saved, and known because
that's all it really takes to be a hero
in the long run, it's all I really want.

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