on the wall

a life is not something to mess around with
she thinks
while her ability to respect common suffering
and collective fear knocks her into action.

alas!

the rain falls and we rant
the sun shines bright and hot and we gripe
the snow piles up and we groan

we are a the country of complain
and blame all around
and for as vain as we are,
obsessed with the mirror's reflection

it seems we forget to actually
look at ourselves in it,
deeply and with purpose
past the makeup and age:
to uncover our passion
our person.

are we kind?
are we really living?
are we done learning?
giving?
changing?

choose wisdom.