Passed By~ MwsR

Everyday they pass us by

People burdened and heartbroken

Carrying guilt and pride

It affects their very stride.

If guilt were a changing thing

We’d carry it along our necks on a string

It would be the first thing we greet each day

Some people like things that way.

Perhaps one needs to feel something rather than nothing

Instead of feeling free

I wouldn’t like it all to bury me.

Nothing is worse than guilt.

Pride is destructive

It consumes reason and logical happiness

Taking into account nothing of how it makes others feel

It is haughty and foolish in itself.

We pass by someone each and every day

They may be sad or lonely

Maybe they feel defeated and upset

You cannot see that from the outward way.

People tend to hide their faults, their feelings, and their emotions

Some will seek damage like it can fill that void.

Others will exhibit traits of dispeasure

Those we won’t to avoid.

Loneliness can do a number on your thinking

It will break down your ego and leave you to die

Making a mockery of your divine nature

The one that needs others to survive.

Oh! Can a person turn their insides around?

Fill a void, heal a heart, or change their thinking?

Must we pass them by without offering help

This world is for us all, we all have been here.

Don’t help create a void,

Help a heart,

Be the change that changes another’s thinking.

Don’t just pass another by.

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"If you are going to write, write from the heart." MwsR "Life has not been the easiest, but it could have been worse!" MwsR Life is about doing all you can to help others. Don't go chasing rainbows, make your own pot of gold. Love, Hope, Faith, the greatest of these is Love!

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