Can You Help Me Find It?

“I really wish I could just die.”

Look down, look away
But, look at yourself
In the mirror
Because, most
Have thought it
Some,
(as this morning)
Even said it
Out loud

Where has it gone?
The kindness and compassion

Look down at them
For they are less then
They the losers
In this life
They are not the same
as we the winners
In our castles of gold
Far away and removed
From the dirty streets
In our chariots of steel
Never even once stopping
To wonder how it must feel

Where has it gone?
The kindness and compassion

Look down at the kings
Resting comfortably
On their thrown
When they too
Have their own problems
Their own pain
Their own suffering
They like we
Pour out the same blood
Red with screams
Although their riches
Appears further than it seems

Where has it gone?
The kindness and compassion

Look down on the failures
Of others and see their scars
Look at all that they have not done
No tangible value to society
As they are an ugly
Mark on the world
With their criminal activity
As they steal to survive
As they drink to get by
But, have we not stolen
From the coffers of life
And, have we not also
Drank away our sorrows
The weight of the world
So great that even
Crawling out from under
The pillow is too much
Of a struggle
And, while in the comfort
Of that 4 bedroom corner house
There is someone outside
Who has not even a pillow
To from life to hide

Where has it gone?
The kindness and compassion

Look down on the opinions
So outrageous stupid even
For having such beliefs
To see life from such a narrow
Point of view
As they are so much different
Of no redeeming value
Because, we all must think
Look, act and be all the same
From the right side
As there is but truth
In what we believe
In what we say
And, they are but lost
In their way

Where has it gone?
The kindness and compassion

Look down upon me
Please, because I want not
To be equal but only to be
Me, and that will not align
With what you see
What you want
Where you think
I should be in this life
With my perspective
Of what I see in this world
And, how it should be
So, when I received it
This morning, the message
From the one so close
Yet, so far far away
Professing, that they could not
Go on any longer
That they wanted it all
The perpetual struggle
The chronic pain
The tears that fall
Like rain
To end

Where has it gone?
The kindness and compassion

Look down upon giving up
Until finding how familiar
A feeling it is
When being true with self
Because, the rain falls
Down upon everyone
And, not everybody
Has the same coping
Mechanisms
Or support systems
So, while there may not
Be anything tangible
That I can do
I can, and I will
Know where I am going
Because, we will also
Soon be gone
So, while I can I will
Never forget

The kindness and compassion

 

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