selfish?

when you consider yourself a good person,

but feel that there is so much

selfishness under your skin

when you sense that you have a kind heart

yet feel the greediness of your own state,

time passes and you get yourself lost in the distractions

weighing down the love that has settled itself inside of you

and overflows your walls

debating how long would it take

to take the wrong turn

and had for the hills,

ending up in hate,

because it overpowers you

even more than

the love that you hold

in your open hand,

fingers stretched out and grasping to hope,

feeling the pretense behind your actions,

aiming for your own goal,

instead of really doing good for others

despising your feelings

even if they were born from the purest

and the best of notions

How much of us, makes ous selfless?

How many hours, days, and weeks

do we spend on contemplating our good souls,

if heaven is so far away?

How much does kindness weight?

And how many ounces of gentleness is

in a jar of cruelty?