I mean really.
Is there a point
To the people
Who are endlessly
Stuck in their rut?
Those who feel miserable
Have nothing new
To say unless there
Is a new audience
And I moan and groan.
I know this is my own
Stuff being thrown in
My face
But really
What's the point?
Some spiritual BS?
Pointing out my
Own foibles?
Victims of the ego?
Victims of life
Or circumstances?
Of culture
And laws?
Of being ignorant?
No matter how
Enlightened I may
Or may not be
There's no way
I can lay claim
Today as my buttons
One by one are getting
Battered by egos
In the room with size
Giant shoes
Crushing my little
Land-minds.
The Pity party
Has a time limit
In my book
And especially
If you want my patience.
Not that you
Specifically want anything
From me
If at all.
It would be fine with me
To leave the room
Except there are other people
I love who are here
And I don't really
Want to give
The pity partiers,
Victimizers,
Negativity vomitters,
That kind of power.
Would ‘yall kindly
Shut up
After you said it once
So the rest of us
Can get a word in
Edgewise…
So that Silence
Can hold the space
To give permission
To those who
Are mustering up the courage
To say something
First, rather than not at all…
*Sigh*
I really don't know what
It is I am supposed to learn,
So maybe I'll just
Shut up now.
