What can we give you that isn't already yours? What can we offer that you don't already possess? You don't ask for slaughtered goats or lambs. You don't need them to survive; they are yours anyway. You don't need us to call attention to outward sacrifice, you would rather our sacrifice be quiet and internal. Sacrifice a little of our time and spend it with you. Sacrifice our desires, our bad habits and make good habits. Sacrifice our selfishness and be a little more selfless. But the most pleasing of all sacrifices to you, you say: is a sacrifice of praise. To give thanks and praise and to glorify your Holy Name. You assure us that if we do this, then when we are in need and call upon your name, you will be there for us.

Lord, so often, as humans we focus on what is on the outside but what matters most to you is what is on the inside. We are often so busy and preoccupied with by the world around us that we forget to stop or slow down and we miss what is most important in our lives. Lord help us sacrifice a little of our time to deepen and strengthen our friendship. Help us Lord to step back and open our eyes to what matters most in our lives: friends, family, and faith and to take time to be grateful for them and really cherish what precious short time we have together.

Open our hearts Lord and fill them with the love you had and gave for the whole world so that we might be less selfish and more selfless. In being more selfless there is less of my self and there is more of you. We were all created in God's image and likeness. God is selfless love. The more we are selfless the closer we are to God and the more clearly we reflect the image and likeness of Christ to the world and those in it. We were created to be selfless, but like Jesus we must take the time to be alone, give thanks and praise for all the blessings we have and to eat, drink and rest that we might have Strength for the Journey.

If love is selfless, I do not know love,
Nor do I reap its benefits.

I eat upon it sordidly
Waiting to see what is to become of me.

And true, it is, that love may be,
Selfless, pure, in all it's dignity

For I not know the love that is
In all entirety, a selfless bid.

But wash upon me the shores of gold,
The wanderings of the new and old.

I want love as what it is,
To reap its plenty benefits.

To find the urge of knowing when,
Dying is better than losing a friend.

The Heart is Selfless.
Literally.

When the human body gets hurt,
And life seems to be bleeding out,
It knows.

It pumps out more blood,
Stops itself from taking any of it.
Just to keep our brain, lungs, and kidneys working.

It doesn't think really think of itself,
It thinks of the needs of others.
Shouldn't love be like that too?

I am just another person
Unimportant as a speck of dust
In this beautiful paradise.
But there is something I can do
And I'll do it with love
and trust and sacrifice.
I am just another face
in this beautiful world
But I will hold your hand
And feel your pain.
I am just another girl
one of life's mysteries
But I will embrace my enemy
just as I would with my sister.
I am only a flicker,
and as mysterious as life is
I will soon return to the skies
But at least I helped my neighbor
without thinking of myself.
For I know that in being selfless
There is bravery.
There is love.
There is both.
For I know that in being selfless
Is the bravest thing
in this world.
Still I am just another
And another would be born
At least I left a memory
of a heart that is warmed.

Like a candle,
She burns herself just to give light to others
Like a star,
Long dead, she brightens the dark sky


She cuts her wings,
to let others fly
She even takes a bullet,
to save someone's life


She is a keeper, selfless
She gives her hand to the unfortunate
without anything in exchange
She's willing to give her all


She gives her mind, heart and soul
But there is a part of her, she doesn't show
She is lost in her little universe
And every night she shivers


No one would know,
No one notices, the tears she holds
Yes, she is selfless
But no one dares, to look back at her

How many times will I have to repeat? Laying half asleep, feeling half dead.
I watched you across the room, your staring right at me. Eyes dark like the sea, heart like stone. It surrounds
Me, slowly engulfs me. I'm left alone, I'm left alone.
I wish you knew how I loved you, how I still do, and always will. But what is love if it's not selfless? When everyone's selfish. I don't know, I don't know.
Sometimes I feel so lonely, like no one really knows me. They don't feel what I feel.. And it's hard to wake up from this daydream, when my life seems to dark to be real, it can't be real..
How many times will I have to repeat?

selfless self sabotage
intertwined tight ropeless
walking
down America street
where the best activists
actively left the broken dialogue
actively left
the broken blood stained culture
actively went to sleep
some from violence
some for money
make a living
because in America
the art of killing
obviously open
abierto!
activist activity process of whiteness
on its fall from white-centricity
desperate
many pay to see
many feast their eyes
on screens galore
life is not as exciting anymore
entertained by activists
instead of acting out
out of white-centricity
not like out from the heart
but like out of a self sustained hell
that wouldn’t ask for its son
to be soaked in bleach and implanted violently
with blue eyes
a white-centric optometrist surgeon general
for other innocent children
to drool over with lust
someday wanton to be
a fake white Jesus
desperately inactivist
getting a lot more business
than those many valiant men
women
and children
who fought white-centricity
for our freedom
so we could love a new language
like a universal galactic super hero
whiteness in children yearns for
to be human again and allowed to be also
allowed to be human while also being human
not selfless sabotage