the poetry knook, the poetry of stephen m. james

And We Try to Answer

And we try to answer that life long question:
Why do I want to help,
but do not want to take out the trash?
We like things in the abstract and not in concrete
as long it is not a monument to our greatness.
I say I am thankful for the thorns on the roses
because nothing can be perfect,
I don’t deserve it.
But what then do I deserve?
Words seem not descriptive enough.
After all, actions scream; demonstrate.
God yells in our pain
and whispers in our joys.


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