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Humility's Loss

Humility’s Loss

 

     What is the right of passage to greatness?

What can we reasonably expect from life?

Who can we help with our last dying breath?

What can be learned of our-self?

 

1.

 

     The struggle remains fully conversant

With our thoughts upon hope,

We are each here to learn humility,

We each seek meaning in all this defamatory,

While wishing in earnest a better way for us all,

 

     And there’s no easy way

For greatness to explore each new

Candidate,

     There is no Right of Passage

We can all undertake,

There’s nothing that distinguishes

A path to be chosen,

There’s nothing dictating

Who fails and who wins,

 

     But a man

Can make change

Both within and without,

     If guided by light

     We all feel,

If he’s allowed to harness

The good that he can see

Through rejecting injustice,

Then greatness may impose its will.

 

2.

 

     Life as we know it

Here upon this brutal world,

Is not as easy as we know it could be,

     But to make all as humbled

For our own deepest wish;

Makes mockery of existence itself,

    

     Expect nothing

Of any great value that can be easily broke,

Expect nothing even from love,

Expect nothing of all

That is laid before pain;

Unless in giving yourself!

 

3.

 

     To die before life

Has fulfilled its secret,

Be a charity that even children can know,

To die seeking glory for the whim

     Of fantasy,

Be the delusion of wit –

From an immature stance,

Where chance for life

Has been robbed by a joke,

 

     The puzzle we see,

The hardship that comes

Knocking at doors,

     Be only there

In quandary of mind,

While your neighbour

Starves and is hungered,

Left dying and out in the cold.

 

4.

 

     Learn this,

Learn it and keep it

To share,

     As much as you’re humbled,

As much as you feel you can give,

     Give it

With all of your own

And not with regret,

     Give in to it willingly

And let not the self

Live in shame and neglect,

For in giving yourself

To those within need,

Shows respect both to world

And humanity of man,

Where deeds be the fellow who’s learned!

 

Michael J Waite 6th October 2014.

 

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