Lullaby

What does water taste like? What does it actually taste like? Few people in my culture stop to savor a glass of water, while thousands of miles away someone has never actually seen a glass of clean water, let alone a glass. If you are reading this, it means you have access to a computer, which - as I believe you should recognize - is a miracle. In all the wondrous corners of this world, you have found yourself here, right now, in this moment, reading this, and able to! What an incredible feat! I come from a society where we debate regularly where we should eat, often escalating into an argument, while children starve. The gift of choice is just that, a gift. The clothes on your back? The clothes in your closet? Garb rarely donned with considerations of survival. While we sleep (when we can) in our plush beds, others weep themselves to sleep in fear of the next day.

Many of us experience heartache, pain, and suffering. It is a requirement for a full life. Too few seem to reflect on the severity of their situation and fail to compare it to the grand scheme. For the most part, we are incredibly blessed, especially in this part of the world. We bicker over petty things and disregard the blessings that surround us. My challenge for you is remind yourself of the miracles that surround you and strive to cherish even the little experiences of our comfortable existence. Perhaps, we each may learn to empathize with strangers we have never seen.    

Lullaby

It's alright
Rest your head beside me
I know how hard it is
I know
I want you to believe
I understand
If I could give you just a little bit of me
To carry on
and off with
A little bit of the comfort you need
I would
I swear I would
If I could take away the pain
and shun it into me
I would
I wish I could free you from it
From the hollowness in your heart
Those feelings that seem to catch you
when you're lying alone in bed at night
and you realize that you're utterly alone
I'm there
I'm there to hold you
To hold all the unheld children of the world
If I could only save you
I want to save you all
I have to
This tear that wants to well is for you
A monument to you
To all of you
I hear your cries
The questions that echo, "Why?"
And for all the ones that didn't make it
I exist for you
This isn't pity
This is just a boy who feels the wealth of longing behind your eyes
Who hears the begging beyond the hushed cries
Who realized
I want to lull you
To hold you in my arms
Listen to the heart that beats beneath that tender chest
To rock you
Until I seep between your skin
And take all of the pain away

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