For Mother Teresa
For Mother Teresa
to see...
the clarity of beauty between the murky folds of life
to see...
the simple truths of living
between the horror and the endless strike
to see...
the innocent smiles of the children at play
while the elder preach hate and division and continue to slay
to see...
the endless yearning for that simpler better place
away from the hollow emptiness of this ostentatious space
to see...
the open vistas of this pale blue dot
the soft reds and fruity greens as this home is all we have got
to see...
the tears of the dispossessed who have been cruelly cast aside
and while we look the other way from their tears we may never hide
to see...
the endless hunger and despair and killing and greed
in the name of God or of ideology or of some or the other creed
to see...
and to see it all
and still stand tall
to hold on to the humanity
that resides deep within us all
may be our only saving grace
and though all of this sounds quaint and saccharine sweet
I need to remember all that I've said
the next time I look into a teary-eyed desolate face
to see...
that being human is simple if we only look beyond ourselves and see
that we are all one, him and her and them and us and you and me...
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