Before I pursued a life of greed,
My selfish intentions refused to concede,
I took only from others, watched them bleed,
My own problems, priority nothing could exceed,
Through the loss of every concern
I slowly with time had to learn,
Integrity and support was something I must earn,
To help others would insure, help in return,
Thus created my now compassionate ways,
I do what I must so that my presence allays,
Using the tools that my soul's provision lays
To bring those I love from sorrow, into better days,
Still some days I come to realize,
Nobody listens when I attempt to aggrandize,
The pain I have within, nor the sound of my cries,
Such a sacrifice to impact lives, becomes my demise.
©justin_ur
J