Inverted

There is a switch in every human
operating purpose
random moments approach and fade
and once in a great while... collide
Sometimes the breaker is thrown
bumped and blown by an uncaring
yet infinitely affected world
In many more an instance
the button is merely grazed
by chance careening into self
leaving unchanged
Fairness does not exist
in the natural place
nothing is deserved
and we'll never get it right
that we've all got it wrong
In the rarest of cases
a man might find that switch
be it through his own pain
or that of someone else
and want to give instead of earn
no longer slave to the fear of loss
toiling not to gain
but gaining through his purpose
the smallest light shining through
while the rest of us remain
unaware, inverted

monday january 12, 2009