Everlasting Battle

Sometimes what you see isn't always what you get
It's taking the time to unwrap the gift and learning to accept
If we were all the same what fun would that be
You could see no difference if we weren't you and me 

What lesson would we learn and teach to our kids
If each of us could be labeled with all the same lid
The idealism of perfection would never be sought
We would not know it existed we'd think it's what we've got


We can be what we say and say what we like
Step on the backs of mankind that died just for the right 
On this day as there are many, and will be many more
We can fight the fight as others have done, and hope to win Life's war.

The Light in the Dark

There is something to say about having no power, not the power of your own personal strength but that of which we clearly have become so dependent upon. During the last day in our City what we saw was humanity. It was neighbors being neighborly, drivers being cautious and courteous, and people looking out for other people. There were candlelit dinners, games and caring. There were new introductions, new connections and maybe even a few feelings forgiven. I witnessed the good in people, and somehow in our daily busy lives we just forget it. Compassion which is the most important gift we are given sometimes gets shoved in the back under all the other items we carry as people. It's packed away only for moments when we think it is needed but I believe it is what shines the brightest when we are in darkness. Yesterday proved we all want to care and be cared for, it's the Golden Rule in the dark night.