why is it that you don’t
seem to care about anyone?
why are you so mean?
what did someone do to you?
you do realize that there are
a million other things you
could do instead of trying
to hurt others
get some help
go talk to a therapist
work out your demons
find that place inside you
that is kind and giving
heal your insides so
you can stop being so horrible
There are different ways in which people subsist
Some ‘live’ their lives, some only exist
No, not the unlucky ones without opportunities
But the lucky have-it-all’s bound by responsibilities
They breathe, feel hunger, go to sleep
After all these are life processes
Not for them the thrill of trying something new
Or the joy of successes
They are the ones who only watch
As others dream, plan and achieve
They can only look the other way
But they can’t get up and leave
For they are true to their root
Although they may branch out and bear fruit
They may feel uncomfortable on their tether
But they patiently wait for a change in the weather
They bear the sun, they bear the cloud
They bear the winds, but do not speak aloud
And this is how, alas!
Seventy-odd human years pass
Until one day when they are finally free
From living the life of a tree.
In your misery,
you cannot see the history
playing out in your life,
like a song on repeat
Anger, seething underneath,
because you refuse to address the issues,
that caused the problem in the first place
He paces from one
Mundane task to
Another, numbing
Each waking moment
With some time-filler
To help him
Avoid thinking.
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The weather turns colder
And he brings home the
Yearly pile of logs
He’ll hack into pieces and
Toss into a fire,
Not because he wants to
Gather with his loved ones
Around the hearth,
Not because he needs
The heat to stay warm,
It’s just that he
Only knows how to
Reduce things to ashes.
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