Recovering From Life

Recovering From Life Life, when full of sadness, can break a person’s spirit. It happens all too often; you can see it in their eyes. Children bullied around, whipped; why, they know not. Women, beaten, ridiculed, and abused by husbands/lovers. Men disrespected, disregarded, and left out. Perhaps never fully recovered, they choose a solitary life. Love passes by while hope slips through the cracks. Who experiences such pains? Depressed, by the ramblings of the mind…remembering. Regressed into defeat, licking the wounds life has thrown. Dreaming away each day in fantasy…avoiding aches. Until reality, a distant plea calling to the heart is unheard. And there one stands, the mind whirling, with no answers. Perhaps never fully recovered, they choose a solitary life. Love passes by while hope slips through the cracks. Does the world give such pains? Some people live with their angry hate bestowed. Thriving in the get things and get it now world. Others, roam through the days with grave responsibilities. And when overwhelmed, lives void of help or praise, Escape, living withdrawn in a superficial world— …Fake smiles. Peace is not only found in a solitary life Where love passes and hopes slips through the cracks. God can heal the pains! (He healed mine.) We must all do our part: Thoughtlessness abounds; notice and change. Selfishness thrives in the get things world; share! Hurt happens; be not oblivious; show compassion. Minds might feel wrenched; speak kind words. … Good deeds. One forgotten smile that could have been— One last hope that a stranger seeks— One kindness, a gesture or word— …Show love to another. Sometimes, death yields to eternity before life is finished. Unaware that omitted kindnesses might have made …A difference. Be kind. Uplift the self-loathing. Through prayer, mankind can recover from mortality. Call upon the Lord, have faith and grow to perfection. One act of love at a time— © © Dane Smith-Johnsen March 14, 2010 Poetic form: Free Verse