Don’t take it personally
It isn’t about you
Although you feel it strongly now
There is something you can do
Imagine where it must come from
Pointing finger in your direction
The sadness within him, pain to deal
no sense to know
the need of self reflection
So much sorrow, so much self hate,
impossible to decipher
what is on his plate
hiding behind his pompous baritone
helping hundreds who trespass
within feet of his zone
for a second he enters
into your life
to instigate your every nerve
to trip your every vice
it is your blessing
to gain perspective
your opportunity
none of it's real
including his objective
It all feeds in
To something in your visage
Stop worrying how others
View the junk in your garage
Put the mask down
Stop being so defensive
Take a break from your mood
quit being so pensive
Thank you for the opportunity
innocuous as it was
though hard to see in the moment
you can't imagine the healing it does
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