Thankful a poem

Thankful 11/23/2011

It is hard to be thankful
When there is so much to do
And you have fallen backwards
Tumbling down to the bottom
Just to start all over again.

It is enough to make you angry
Because of all the wasted time
And it is hard to see the future
Through the fog of uncertainty.

I have fought against it
But it is as pointless
As throwing yourself against a wall
Breaking yourself, bruised and bloody
Without ever breaking through.

Everything remains the same
Despite the greatest of efforts
Because gravity always holds us back
And the world
Crushes us with its mass.

The worst things continue on
As if no one can even see it
While the good give up
And give in
More and more and more.

But it is wise to learn
Sit back and understand
That while you don’t always win
God will always prevail.

That there is joy and bounty
Family and friends
Room enough for more
Despite loneliness and despair.

That if we survive it once
We can do it again
And that there is nothing left to fear
That we have not already seen
And known.

We have survived
Even in the midst of enemies
And we have happiness
Despite all the loss.

We are the catalyst
And we are the solution
In a hundred thousand places
At the same crack in time.

I am just as ready
As I will ever be
A bridge from thought to action
And a possibility
Waiting to happen.

We can rejoice and be thankful
And do something authentically our own
Not waiting to be told or paid
About someone else’s truth.

Yes evil is real
And yes there are soulless men
But all you have to do is remember
That they will never start a fire
If they don’t even have a spark.

They will never make a difference
And their love will not survive
Because you can’t make something from nothing
And emptiness
Disintegrates with time.

Let us be merry
Even though we lose
And let us laugh
Because we know.

You can be disappointed
Without being discouraged
And you can also lose
But remain undefeated.

The anthem is here
In the words of the passionate
And today is the beginning
Of another beautiful ending.

So pass around
The booze and the food
And we shall talk before fire
As good a day as any
To remember the good
And forget the bad.