We learn...
There is this ability...
A willingness...
Sometimes an eagerness...
To understand the world around us
There are times words carry more weight than action
Within each syllable there is a remembrance given
Because when hate is shot out like arrows from a razor sharp tongue
Scars bury themselves deep
Causing ripple effects within the being that has unlimited reach
So what is the purpose?
There is no misunderstanding
This is an act of hurt
To inflict the most pain...
With a specific reason...
Our power now lies within the reaction to it
Because too many times silence fills the space
Bitterness only breeds anger
That steals the light within us
We are capable of learning...
Because life is always teaching us something
Another twist in the road...
A sharp curve ahead...
Adaptation wrestles with what was...
And brings us to what will be now
Open your eyes to your surroundings
Manage the senses...
Because time is always
Our footsteps are this journey
Let this day end with the sun
History is yesterday
And tomorrow is the beginning.
© 2022
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