Wow-wee, I see some people variously,
are kind of like regaled by doubts and fears.
Whatever happens to them, they will see
it as a chance that others, through the years
are taking, to walk over them, and climb
up higher. All these others must just use.
They don't see they're interpreting, each time
that others try to say they feel abused.
Oh God, this race I'm in, is truly sick.
I see now, how you keep on your good work,
of serving ev'ry person, slow and quick-
ly, list'ning to your lovely heart, not shirk-
king, you're the motive-force alternative.
Creative-love you are, and share it more,
all others born, or made (derivative),
will have some love, and have it at their core,
but have no source, to let it spring from, fresh.
If ever it's used up, it must just seep
in through the substrate, soil of life, enmeshed
around them, there's no springs and pools that keep
renewing love, acceptance, care and joy.
For this would take some time from busy life,
reflection, reaching out, response; employ-
-ing in themself, the same dire cuts of knife
they do to other people.. that's the thing..
They can't afford to be that ruthless here.
Consistency leads not to joyful sing-
-ing, but to cut themselves*, it would appear.
* Baal's priests cf. Elijah. If not the way of the little child (humble, glad gratitude, and quickness to be curious and to change - mind, actions, & other responses) we are stuck trying to be grown-ups while being very immature humans, and then the inconsistency shows, and the more we leave it, it grows.
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