A Good Sense Of Humour Blunts The Sharp Blades Of Reality

Razor sharp reality creates the deepest wounds. Heartbreak bleeds through the tears of the soul Blanking the mind, making life a blur While we seek to find a way to make ourselves whole. There's no such thing as convenient times. Reality will strike without warning signs. So what can we do to blunt these blades? We must find a way that is not in vain. The wields of reality we cannot evade. So let's find a way to dance through our pain. Laughter is said to be balm for the soul. A good sense of humour can shrink our hole. A former victim of bullying Can laugh, looking back, At the foolishness betrayed By those who chose to attack. Losing loved ones, the sharpest cut of all, Can inspire you to smile at things quite small. Was there something in their manner That caused you to giggle? Was there a particular phrase they used Or their shuffle or wiggle? Sometimes comedians can turn a phrase That leaves you drifting in humours haze. Humour can be a distraction. It can help you process, help you hope. Humour lights up the pathway So in dark places we can cope. A surprising paradox we come to find Humour blunts blades while sharpening minds! Cherish the value of humour. For it can be your special key. A good sense of humour blunts The sharp blades of reality.