Complex of Swerves
"Complex Of Swerves"
When one has a tender heart
And a heart real and true,
Being among fake, callous hearts,
Is a difficult thing to do.
When one has a giving heart
And so, gives generously,
Being among the predators,
Is a dangerous place to be.
When one has a caring heart
With empathy and compassion,
They get treated like those who,
The opposite, keep in fashion.
When one has an honest heart,
Where truth reigns supreme,
The liars spin their lies as truth,
Make the honest like liars, seem.
When one has a humble heart
And choose to put others first,
Attention grabbers take advantage,
Steal recognition even if unversed.
Is it any wonder why so many then will choose
As their path of life, the one traveled most,
Where character of quality one cares not if they lose,
Settle for mediocrity, as their lesser on, they coast?
To cultivate integrity in the present world,
With all the traits of human blackness being shown,
Is an act of bravery when all that's being hurled
Is the vileness of humanity so many seem to hone.
It's rough to be a person genuine and sincere;
Choosing to be honest and mean what you say,
When all you'll get is categorized with a sneer
Among those superficial as their chosen way.
Staying on the right path takes a whole lot of guts;
Requires determination, based on values all but lost.
It's a maze lined every which way with many toxic juts;
With quicksand awaiting where sinfulness is glossed.
All the human vultures and the wolves dressed as sheep
Around every twist and bend, in hollows and in curves,
Lurking, ready, waiting for another soul to reap
Makes survival in this world a Complex Of Swerves.
Written by Artsieladie/Sharon Donnelly
©2018-06-08 06:10:00 (EDT)
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Copyright © Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly | Year Posted 2018
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