The Tender Heart Of Sadness

It’s sad, isn’t it?

Just look at history.

“Why can’t we all just get along?”

Who said that?

Was it Jesus?

Was it Buddha?

Oh, I remember, it was Rodney King,

a black man in the middle of a riot.

“Have a heart” is something people say sometimes.

Is it something people really want is a question.

Some have it naturally.

Some lost it long ago.

We don’t always have a choice.

We have more choices when we’re young.

As we grow older, we find ourselves pigeonholed 

by our decisions, become frozen in beliefs, there’s

less wiggle room.

Choose wisely, I could say.

7-8 billion people in the world, many dying everyday.

Some you know, you will too…

“Don’t cry, little grasshopper, we all go that way.”

Reality is not always pretty, not always what we want.

It’s not made up of Hallmark cards for sure.

Victory, failure, everything in between, are there as a

reminder, in case we were wondering.

The truth is never negative…we take it all in, or else,

we’re missing something.

Even enlightened beings cry sometimes.

The Scream is a famous painting, you tell me why.

I can’t do it for you.

Even Buddha said you had to work it out yourself.

Not losing heart is a start.

Letting go is not giving up.

It means shedding the things we cling to 

that don’t really help, things we can’t change,

like cancer, hoping to live a little longer.

We could go through the four stages of death 

right now, that might be a good exercise.

We might find our lives in the process…

what do you think?

I drank many years to numb the pain.

Now that I haven’t for years and my mind 

is trained, I feel it all in all its gory glory.

My broken heart has become my home.

You’re welcome to enter.

Please forgive the mess.