the point

what is the point

of repeatedly pointing

out

the bad behaviour

of others?

the only change that

comes of this exercise

is that the new pain

in your belly

becomes sharper…

the wrinkles on  your forehead

cut deeper

and more pronounced…

 a smidgen more of

your life

gets shaved off

at the knee

with the worry and the stress

of trying to change humanity

into humanitarians of sorts…

what is the point of this insanity?

only a few are paying attention…

and they are the few

who are nodding in agreement

with the obvious

simplicity

of treating others

as you wish to be treated…

with the insane practice

of trying to point out

the obvious

to the unchangeable

and immovable,

the joke is

that there isn’t one…

least not one

that makes sense

or makes you seem

anything less

than

certifiable

with a stressed out

belly full

of worry..

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About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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