I wrote this poem a while ago, thought I’d post it…It was written as a response to stress I’d experienced thanks to another person who should have behaved better. God bless therapy and therapists! Unsung heroes in the land of brain cells and emotions.
Love emboldens souls to be free
Or it creates dreams disappointing
Love is like blossom on the tree
It needs warmth to set forth flowering
Respect is to be earned not glibly spent
It’s not a silver spoon birthright
Respect is a given as a compliment
Not after a series of supremacy fights
Trust is peaceful but the preserve
Of those who’ve never been burned
The rest of us hold back, reserved
Until we’re sure our hearts to stone won’t turn
Forgiveness can prove difficult
But once accomplished it releases us to calm
We’re often too keen to assign fault
But that offers no one a healing balm
The heart and mind offer advice we eschew
However emotions will implode if your soul you defy
With experience we should learn that to ourselves be true
Isn’t blanket permission to injure, deride or despise.
On a graver note…
I hope that everyone is safe and well and that peace, love and empathy reign over the world.
The good guys must defeat the bad guys.
Please, please take a moment to remember that World War One started 100 years ago, I know that in the UK there will be ceremonies and commemorations tomorrow but I would love to think that we could ALL give time to honour and thank the brave people who gave their lives in the name of duty and imagine the losses that were endured by those left behind in the damaged world.
It was, sadly, not the “war to end all wars” but although humans are wilfully stupid at times I believe that one day (even if it’s a thousand years from now) we may just realise that war and bloodshed are a seriously bad idea and one not to be embarked on.
The majority of us are so lucky and yet we take a lot of things for granted – me included – for instance, we have the freedom to offer our thoughts and in my case my stories, without fear, without being censored, without armies and dictators stealing lives from peace loving people…well, that’s the majority…
Peace and love to all…
THANK YOU AND BLESS YOU, THOSE WHO CAME BEFORE US TO MAKE THIS WORLD A FREER PLACE.
P.S. My favourite WW1 poem is by Wilfred Owen, it’s called Dulce et decorum est.
Google it, read it, learn from it and feel the emotion.