Greatness
aspires to humility
In the eyes
of the wise,
Yet
foolishly we seek not to love, but to be loved.
Our
yearning, power hungry minds cannot capture that the meek will inherit the
earth.
So we
stride ahead, rather than hobbling with the broken,
Ever
demanding, ever wanting, never satisfied.
Confusion
follows as we look behind, and see those at the back of the line,
Laughing,
dirty but smiling.
Envious we
frown our disapproval. Happiness is not allowed without power, without
possessions, without promotion!
Understanding
how the weak could ever be made strong, pah! Ridiculous.
The cycle
goes on, always seeking riches, never realising we have them in our hearts.
Perhaps one
day we’ll realise, perhaps one day we’ll see, perhaps one day we’ll get it.
Love wins.
