the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 311 – Confession #2: Remedy Struggle

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To remedy struggle is to:
Hold fellow victims in the tightest embrace for fear of losing them
To grasp so tightly the strings connected to balloons wanting to escape
To claw at the terror that taunts you from the other side of the bars

You like it, but despise it

Solving problems that so conveniently find solace in your lap
You live to serve and serve you must
For the value of your valor resides in your trust

You cannot help it

You intend to make better the plains of despair
To replant the land with crops of equality
Where the fruitless become fruitful

You hope to replenish the waterways of yesterday
That have since been drained by greed and hatred

But you cannot help yourself either

While you toil in the sand-filled soils and tempestuous seas
The roaring wind becomes nothing but a whisper to you

The most evident actions remain in the shadows of your overwhelmed heart

So if today seems a brighter day for you to
Plant more hopeful gardens
And pour a more generous river

You must also know when to accept others’ help,
For it takes much more than just your love
To be a giver

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