All The Same

Once again my insides are twisted, by the very thing I once desired. So I lay here feeling somewhat distorted, but at peace all the same. With arrogance there must be judgement I suppose. For the foolishness we have done. But there are also times when pain comes by no fault of your own. Yet the pain is just as real as if you’d caused it yourself.
 
I see lives broken, yet I have no solutions. All I know is that I accept the moment and work my way through. To listen and to have compassion are the best gifts we can give anyway. But to cling tightly to anger and oppression, only steals and causes more pain. 

So I refuse to hold on to those emotions, giving instead words of kindness and wit. For the greatest gift I can receive is to be remembered as a good man. For I’m long past the dreams of fame and fortune. Long past the hopes of single-handedly changing the world. 
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But with one light, you can change one life. That will hopefully continue to burn beyond your reach. So as I lay here a little weary, but hopeful. All each of us can do, is give a little kindness and just a little compassion to this sad and lonely world.