you know them the ones walking on the edge of existence with lives emptied of hope and purpose going through survival rituals perpetuating the meaningless ignored by those who should care those good christian souls who for some reason are unable to see them and extend a helping hand christians no doubt baptized in dirty bath water
before you rise or even open your eyes recall a moment of pure joy breathe deep into that moment fill your body with its radiance and let that purity sustain you throughout the day
when destitution permeates society people seek out and believe whatever false hope is preached by charlatans who offer up empty dreams designed to make themselves rich
each of
life’s
travellers
pauses
to survey
the path
that
they’ve travelled
some marvel
that
they’ve survived
the climb
through rough terrain
full of hazards
and
hostile actions
but
they quickly turn
and
continue on
others
tarry there
when they look back
numb
and
unable to relinquish
the view
since the journey
has been
so easy
and
full of lovely scenes
and
moments
they wish to relive
so
they stand there
looking back
for the rest
of
their existence
others
linger there
overwhelmed
by
their painful journey
unable to separate
yesterday’s pain
from
tomorrow’s promise
so
they lie down
exhausted
choosing
to die
where they are
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