**** shame it ain't taught in religious schools, hell, any school
that ain't politically correctable,
and the world doesnt protest that this ius not the 11th commandment, not cause it should be…but cause,
deserves to be

it's a hardscrabble life, like playing Chutes and Ladders,
you think you're climbing the ladder up, slow and steady,
when the chute trips you up, and down on your ****, to
just start all over again...
and once more, you wonder
if
this is worth it all...

down in the basement, some friendlies, pick you up,
even dust you off, take you to Start, even some with large
hands give freely a pat on the back small,
give a slight push of encouragement
to drown out your own shivering sighs of emotional excuses

here's the moral of the story;
you want world peace,
want, no anti-
anything that includes people, and truth can only be found,
marked down, in a charity thrift shop, marked "Bargain!" but
no one wants to buy any cheap
christmas "stuff" slightly
used

you start to think about grand
notions, big ideas, ways and methodologies that coud actually
effect change that migh affect people, and

**** you start wearing empathy
like a tattoo on your forehead
and hell, it attracts stared thst
circumventing into

smiles.  **** .