Take It Down

Doesn’t it make sense?
We are no greater
than the most impoverished,
brutalized, and
exploited among us?

A father of five said,
I am no happier
than my unhappiest child.

Doesn’t it make sense?
The decent person’s life
Is no greater or happier
than the one who suffers
the most?

Where then is joy?
It would have to be
a gift of the will.

Each of us stands on
the sentinel wall,
peering into
the courtyard of woe.

If we turnaround and
look out beyond
the courtyard,
there is a chance
we may gaze upon
a grander view
of us all.

Why not
take the wall down?

Let the greater
view inspire us all.