As frustration, fear and hurt course through my mind
dripping poisonous thoughts as an end, without means…
I sit quietly knowing an element of hypocrisy
and judgement exist in these thoughts
and I listen to all of the things I hear on a daily basis
judgements made against people who are desparate
and posses neither access nor knowledge to use the tools necessary
I remember being one of those people
asking for help and receiving criticism
and I try to reprogram my mind to the understanding
that behind every issue is a measure of pain
and a cry for help
for which I may not be able to directly affect
but I can find the compassion
to help myself
and speak for those who cannot…
© 2010hawilcox
