Sometimes I cannot grasp why I am in
certain gatherings.
Sometimes I feel decisions have been made
before consulting the team.
Sometimes I feel like a fish out of water;
drowning,
Trying to stay afloat amidst ideas that
are spewed into my ears.
Sometimes egos try to step all over the meek
souls of the open-minded.
Belittling people should be an Olympic
sport.
I can think of a large number that would
get a gold medal.
Egos berating me for being just and
ethical.
Casting aside these inflated egos.
Withdrawing into myself digging deep for
an answer.
Retiring into myself and searching for my
sanity.
Sounding the depths which my life has its foundation.
Finding a safe harbor in my essence.
Written: August 5, 2024
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