Your Matter Matters ~ Poem

Your Matter Matters by Joe Reid Kirby III

Your matter matters …

All of the stuff that makes you up …

A story only exists after it’s been told …

The ending’s always best for those who decide to fight instead of fold …

They say history only remembers the bold

Will you allow your gifts, talents, & skills to dry up once you’re “old,”

Or will you give the last bit of energy that you have within your soul?

Provide the abundant fruit sprouting from your limbs,

To the hungry characters waiting for someone to grab their controls to be moved …

Like the Sims …

Most books seem to less favor the hers over they hymns,

Rational minds find it hard to catch up to the overly-confident confidants on a worldwide whim …

There’s no need to trim the fat on the stakes of those who enjoy the sweet life,

They’ll soon be kicked by the cows who harness their milk,

Or stung by the bees who create their honey …

Awareness to the size of your problem,

In this city,

Or that state,

Or this country,

Or that continent,

In this world,

And of that universe,

Among a billion other universes,

Is rather funny …

Our God laughs at our beliefs

Dreaming of fathoming Their existence,

Etches the greatest reality scripts,

Stuffed with comic relief …

Known to man …

Though he knows not that he does not understand …

Can not comprehend …

All that there is to know,

For the flash of his second in time,

Is a third reminder of the briefness of his human vehicle’s finite ability to stand …

But I promise you that your matter matters …

 

Every cell in your body has a plan …

You’ll see that you still have a heart,

If you’ve ever gotten mad enough to fight,

Or so terribly scared that you ran …

So use it …

People either fail to recognize their influence on the world,

Or are the kind to abuse it …

If that tongue can move or those hands can write,

Remind your mind not to lose it …

Express yourself from the dust of which you came,

Till your return to the stars …

If you choose it …

 

I’m here to remind you that your matter matters …

But oh you didn’t forget …

You just stopped believing in your Self for a moment,

Because your tears got you uncomfortably wet …

All-in for everything aside from yourself,

When it comes to making your bet …

And with that attitude,

You still hope & pray for a higher altitude,

Yet your compass has no coordinates in neither longitude nor latitude,

Because the weight of the world has you unable to move …

But you still insist on carrying it …

Instead of ripping the cancer-sized ego from the thickness of your skull,

And eternally burying it …

Only the soul can fly …

Survivors live to try …

Here’s to those in-between the time of which you came alive,

To the day you die …

Your Matter Matters.

~ Joe Reid Kirby III 7/2/17

2017 3CupsOfJoe. All rights reserved.

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