The Lack

caring is said to be what pushes us forward, it makes one step out amongst the crowd of the indifferent, to raise a finger or to lift one who has fallen with hands of compassion or to yell with the voice of a thousand roaring lions at an obvious injustice & yet, the lack of one act of meaning in the life of any given human is more the rule than the exception--- the lack the hole inside, greatens (it does not shrink as time goes by---for with age comes exposure to more injustice & more horrible acts) & when one starts to seek out a path, one is labeled a seeker, diminishing the search itself due to the reduction placed on an individual’s ambition when such possibility gets lumped into organized monstrosities that have failed in the past & that continue to do so--- for the only way to fill the lack the only way to develop an individual sense that any genuine act can even be completed, is to do so by oneself.