Be our Guest, but Please Don’t Put our Patience to the Test

Some may think that “overstaying your welcome” is impossible,

I simply believe they haven’t encountered a bad guest.

For their unwilling ignorance, I both applaud them as much as I’m concerned for when their perspective may be changed.

While I enjoy & unashamedly encourage generosity,

And I won’t lie or imply that I haven’t been taken advantage of.

Unfortunately, I would sometimes receive warnings;

But then I would extend further generosity or kindness as if to prove a point,

To prove that the person or peoples in question were perceived wrongly.

After all, experience isn’t always the best judge.

In our current era of history,

It seems as though societal displacement is that of an epidemic.

Unfortunately, and yet unsurprisingly, it has no bias or specific target.

Whether you’re age 4, 44, or 94;

You may be either knowingly or unknowingly displaced in some degree,

Even worse is the fact that mental displacement is sometimes more severe than physical.

No matter what kind of displacement,

There are lessons to be learned both during and after it;

But it’s very difficult to see that.

I won’t stop giving,

But I tend to wait a little longer before I offer anything.

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From an Involuntary Beginning to an Inevitable Ending

Without even trying,

I’m most aware of myself

once another human being has entered the room I’m in.

Call this perpetual anxiety,

Or perpetual lack of privacy;

They don’t even have to notice I exist,

Let alone my presence,

But I’m often unexplainably compelled to leave.

Do we fear death because we don’t understand,

Or is it that we fear life because all we can understand is death?

For it seems fair & honest to say that no human being,

No one alive,

Before birth ever asked about or agreed to being born.

However, many people often ask to die

and some choose to take primary responsibility for it happening.

It’s as if we wish we had a button that could switch our lives on or off,

Much like the machines we revolved our lives around & often live through more actively than our mortal shell.

At least in this current generation,

It’s as if our phones are more alive than a fair amount of our youth;

The people are who supposed to “create our tomorrow”,

When they aren’t even alive today.

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