As the snow falls and blots out the residue of another day,
as the snow melts and carries that history away,
as the snow complies its brilliance into a gleaming vision of hope,
I watch, consider, compile and cope.
I am told (or perhaps I read, or both) that the Christmas season is the time of the year when there are the most suicides, the time when depression runs rampant. People with noone to be with or nowhere to go, people feeling incomplete or inferior, people whoâ€™s lifeâ€™s value is defined by the company they keep on Christmas or New Years.
What is the difference between them and I,
how is it they cavort, play and live upon high,
where is the reward for all that I do,
why must I anguish and crawl til Iâ€™m through?
I have never experienced this feeling, even on years like this one, where I am alone on Christmas day. I have the advantage of having a loving family and loving and caring friends. I know that I am loved, and that my life adds value to others, even when I am not with them. I have never experienced this feeling, however I can imagine where it comes from.
The hours are long and the toil is hard,
its my lot in life, no regrets, with regard,
everyone has their crosses to bear,
in life and in love, joy and misery share.
I have been told that entitlement is a luxury reserved for the rich (not unlike insanity). That in order to feel you deserve something, you must first lament the loss of it. I think that seeing something is quite enough to covet it, and from coveting can come a sense of entitlement. I think where entitlement meets poverty, one finds truly desperate people.
Iâ€™m knocking and pounding, someone please let me in,
the wind blows so hard, Iâ€™ve no shield oâ€™er my skin,
it is dark, it is cold, there are bad things about,
there is compassion from noone, for those down and out?
Desperation…the more I think about it, this is what I really would like to eradicate from the world. If I could find a way to infuse some glimmer of hope in all of those who feel that their lives were not worth living, to make them believe in that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, that would be a life worth living.
That is my objective. Other (more qualified) people can cure cancer, I intend to give patients hope that there are people working for that cure and that they will eventually find that cure. Other (more qualified) people can solve the worlds hunger problems, I intend to try to give people hope that answers are on the way. Other (perhaps less qualified????) people can forge a world peace, I intend to remind people that there are those that care and are trying to stop the violence.
That, and Iâ€™m going to continue to volunteer as well, because it is personally rewarding to me!!!