But worth fighting for.

That’s the best most of us can hope for

From the people that get to know us.

It’s unfortunate that it’s often the people

That love us the most

That get the short end of our stick,

They stick around long enough to see us

After our daily performance

When our guards are down

And our faces are bare

And we can no longer hide our broken bits.

Loving other humans

May just be hardest thing known to man

And yet it is also the most urgent,

For there is no greater need in this world

Than humanity at peace with itself and its’ Maker

Yet there is no greater cause of despair

Than human activity.

We are simultaneously messes

And miracles in motion,

That are far, far from perfect

But definitely worth fighting for.