To forgive
is divine so
they say,
and if asked we'd
not have it any
other way.
But when
wrong is done
to us
then we fuss.
Instead of
forgiving others,
keeping our friendships fresh,
we
want our pound of flesh!

With due respect
Let's resonate
The sympathetic wave

We're not blind
We all are mirage
Somehow
We are different
Yet
We are the same
In response to
An exquisite pain

I want to walk down sunlit paths
Where birds talk about the weather
In a living land of ancient trees
And warm breezes carry a scent of green
Amongst rising domes of fungi
Heartbeats can be heard amongst the ferns
As feet scurry to hidden homes
And sharp eyes watch the passing
Of the predator human
Silence as the first tree falls
And the birds weep

Too ******
and impulsive.
Too selfish
and deluded, ignorant
and submissive,
wearing a veil of falsehood
in order to feel protected.
So inconsistant
to my promises and my solutions.
Too eager for a better me
and a better life,
but too greedy to truly see myself,
too blind to be truly kind,
too sad to strive,
too happy to move on.
Too bad,
I'm too human.