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.