Justification

Justification

Everyone has reasons
For doing what they do
I've thought about the causes
And listed here a few.

Survival is an often guide
To put one on one's way
Passion is another side
To make or break the day.

Some are guided by their fear
Especially those with no belief
Many struggle off and on
To never find relief.

Some are guided by their hope
Of better things to come
Like sharing with another
Each and every crumb.

The mysteries of another's mind
Not easy to discern.
It's often colored by the past
And hurts that still do burn.

So it is we fool ourselves
That we are in control
There are those who seem to be,
And those who won't unroll.

I am not one to suggest
That anyone should change.
I cannot deny I'm blessed
In any free exchange.

Yet I am not as I would choose
If given half a chance,
But half is less than I often get
In such games as romance.

Thus it is I stand alone
Still, eternally -
Awaiting still a dream of two
While that may never be.

A wish that lacks such substance
That I may be a fool.
Though pestered with reluctance
I still dive in the pool.

Anticipating shivered pain
Of water that is cold
I name my motivation
Before I am paroled.

Which is, to wit, the sharing
Of all that might be true;
Desire and the caring
That out of time, we knew.

4-14-2024 
by Sagefairy