He. (Poem)

Bothered by the changing winds

Bothered by the tides

Bothered by a woman’s laugh

Bothered by the night

Bothered by a change in tone

Bothered by the rains

Bothered by the one who tries

Bothered by the trains

Bothered by a sideways glance

Bothered by his work

Bothered by an open chance

Bothered by my smirk

Bothered by children’s laughter

Bothered by little prints on glass

Bothered by the neighbor’s dogs

Bothered by bicycle lines on grass

Bothered by a phone that rings

Bothered by his mother

Bothered by an insects chirp

Bothered by another

Bothered by their politics

Bothered by human suffering

Bothered because he’s heard enough

Bothered by their bitching

Bothered but without empathy

Bothered without compassion

Bothered without desire to understand

Bothered without any passion

Hopeful that he’ll let it go

Hopeful that he’ll wake

Hopeful he’ll open up within

Hopeful he’ll rid the shame

Hopeful he’ll find his joy within

Hopeful his light will beam

Hopeful he’ll learn before it’s too late

Hopeful the change will be extreme

Grateful for the dimly lit fire

Grateful for all things

Grateful for the generosity

Grateful for the stability it brings

Grateful for the lesson

Grateful for the pain

Grateful for my broken heart

Grateful it hasn’t been in vain

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