A Call For Humility

I don't think about Tr*** often I don't like to My guess is a third of you are at this time ticked triggered troubled torn turned off or tickled Avery few feel that tripled in spades And the rest have buckled up in a mingled mess of confusion curiosity or careless concern Take your pick Only the most humble learn their lessons anyway, and earn a table at the hearts of the yearning We're all hurting If only we could learn to listen