She reassesses everything.
Breaks it all down into chewable pieces.
Bites small enough to swallow.
Are we in this game for some bigger reason,
or is it all about personal gain?
Are we responsible for outcomes
that aren't directly related to our own lives?
Should we worry
if our decisions effect the rest of the world,
or should we fight merely for ourselves
and for those we love?
Should we act in ways that make us feel good,
feel right, feel powerful,
or should we live as if we are walking on egg shells?
She reassesses and decides,
what's the worse that could happen
if I break one measly egg?
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
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