What truly inane creatures
human beings are.
They pray to Gods they do not believe in,
beg for miracles without the slightest mote of faith,
and dare to dream of magic
without conviction that they will find it.
I have seen more people
hurt the ones they love,
in the name of love,
than I have seen people
love without limit
Love is not something to barter with
nor is it a tool used to inflict pain
The problem lies within ourselves.
We are given
To be an instrument of Harmony
To say that we are victims of circumstance
robs us of our power to change.
There lies no salvation
in the path of eternal victimizing.
It is only when we cast the same
harsh, critical eye
that we use so fluently on strangers,
can we ever hope to rise,
to transcend above the Shadow within.
It is in our destiny to change.
To rise above
or to fall below.
It matters not to me
which you choose
but know that the choice
And yours, alone.