Dependent People Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting on a boulder, looking down the mountain at Phoenix, thinking about it's people.
Where are they - that I can't see a one?
Tucked safely and securely in their homes, reading and listening to others tell them news and weather.
Why don't they rely on themselves for a change?
Is it so hard to step outside and feel the weather for themselves?
People are becoming too lazy - too dependent anymore.
Where is self-reliance, fortitude and peace found nowadays? Outside ourselves?
Enter the world on your own, become yourself.
Find fault with nothing unless it is your self - then correct the fault, forgive yourself and go on living.
Add memories, moments and prayers to your life - step into a joyful, quiet peace that will never leave you stranded when it seems that everyone else has.