It is a selfish state of mine when all the world exists for me; and
in my mind,
I weigh worth against my own need. And
a demagogue rails and acts the fool, and I rail back because of how he makes me feel; and
it’s my opinions that hang in the balance not the fates of rulers and nations.
And a bully’s words never fail to disappoint—and
it’s my cynicism and disillusionment that hang in the balance not the fates of souls.
It is a selfish state of mine when there are so many FundMe’s and so many pictures of the abandoned and bleeding that it becomes easier and easier to scroll on by—
dismissing the problem because it is not
mine.
A lasting look might bring conviction, and I have neither time nor energy for conviction
in this worn state of mine.
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My heart gets smaller as…
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