Remaining silent
Stoic
What a challenge
One I have been facing
And largely failing
Since birth
Or rather since I learnt
Response
And words
How to use them
It was my Mother who preached
Turn the other cheek
She got it from that pacifist
Jesus
Later I would respect other leaders
Like Gandhi
Who sat hard and deep in his practice
And wielded great power
Yet it is so hard to do
Keeping the lip buttoned
When confronted
With someone who is behaving badly
Towards you
Or another
To not lash out
Put them firmly in their place
Or whatever that place is
You think they should go
Yet it is arrogant to assume
That you know where they should go
Who are you to direct?
Instead respect that they are on their own path and disown
The need to intervene
detach
Let he who has not sinned cast the first stone
Another Jesus quote
Such an ordinary bloke
But filled with great wisdom
He did not react
He acted
And there is a great difference as some
never act yet call it an action
And yours an over reaction
And they’re wrong
They run cool
Uncaring
Apathetic and weary
They shrug
Turn a blind eye
Whistle at the sky
With their pocket
Shoved hands
Say nothing
Do nothing
Be nothing
Yet they will scoff
Scornfully cough
“Oh my”
Roll their eyes
Cold weak flopping sighing
Siding
From this one to that
Underneath they are powerless because they lack
Self esteem
Or esteem of any kind
they remain blind
And lifeless
Gandhi was not like this
He was a pacifist activist
And no the two are not
Opposing philosophies
One can be both
Or so I believe
Gandhi
His rage was mighty
He pulled people to him like a magnet
Because he was righteous
Not selfish or pious
Just right
And powerfully so
Jesus was so legendary
That the book about his life is still on bestseller lists today
Yet he wandered in the every day folk and they followed him
Then crucified him
Which is what you get I suppose
For walking with everyday folk
Instead of on your own
But he did try
And God gave him credit for it
As do I
Greatly seriously lovingly
Buddha famously walked away
And sat under a tree
Sat under a tree
Until he gained enlightenment
Because he knew he would not find it
Living amongst the
Talking
Squarking
Faecal
Don’t matter
Of the everyday people
So he awoke
Before he returned
Good call
Buddha Gandhi and Jesus
Were not cold people
They were passionate people
Who fought and sought
For self control
For justice and love
To rise above themselves
They must have
Because their teachings make clear
They understood the struggles
Of everyday people
They were everyday people
Which is why we find them so inspiring
The reason they are so famous is because they made it
Attained it
Because humans rarely obtain such enlightenment
Whilst tangling with the ordinary minds
Of the everyday folk
This is not supercilious
Certainly not wise or judicious
I’m just venting a little spleen
Quietly
Tapping
It
Out
So I don’t shout
And my goodness gracious me
A little typed spleen
Can wear one out
And empty
The urge to rip someone’s world apart
Because they are being utterly ridiculous
Cruel or mean or vicious
As only ordinary folk can be
But God didn’t leave them to me
He left them to Karma
Thankfully ๐
I’ve just got to be me
And struggle
To be a better me everyday
Living amongst everyday people
I do so love using writing as a vehicle for my emotions
To explain things to myself
Sometimes to post
Sometimes to keep just for me
And sometimes to write
Then crumple
Discard
And let go
and I think all three
Buddha Jesus and Gandhi
Would have written a few rants in their time ๐
Love the energy of this poem! And your reasons for writing. Happy to have connected with your blog.
Thankyou ๐
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Thanks Lawrence that is cool, appreciate it ๐
Youยดre welcome! Moreover, thanks for for your loving support ๐
My pleasure ๐ผ๐
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