A Desperate Appeal to My Younger Self
I've wanted many things with age—
Another year, another page
Of empty aspirations falls from view
But as I list them here below
By reading them, you'll come to know
Their tired warnings tell you nothing new
I wanted stronger family ties
Without the secrets or the lies
I wanted for us all to stay together
I wanted to preserve my youth
To seek myself, to find the truth
I wanted all that's good to last forever
I wanted to be self-aware
To be accepted, treated fair
Above it all, I wanted to be right
I sought to make my words precise
To be correct instead of nice
But wisdom is a ruthless form of might
I wanted righteousness to follow
To see unpleasant wretches wallow
I wanted all the stupid fucks to pay
Instead, I judged too harshly and
Alone, I've come to understand
My bitterness pushed everyone away
I wanted much, but little gained
Regrets are all that have remained;
Regrets, and hard-earned cautionary tales
Remember this, my one request
Its truth alone will serve you best:
Without humility, you're doomed to fail
Your Secret Fire
There’s secret fire in you
And every living soul
The flames touch every sinew
But burn to keep you whole
You’ll see it in the darkness
You’ll find it in despair
When melancholy harkens
You’ll feel the ember-flare
When friends grow into strangers
And famly bonds disperse
When life’s uncaring dangers
Oppress you with their worst
When misery’s pale winter
Prevails with bitter frost
When hope no longer glimmers
Its vibrant mantle lost
There’s secret fire in you
Embedded in your soul
It wants to glow within you
And burn to keep you whole