Michael P. McParland
Each Day - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Each day I try with all my might to be a better man.
Some days are better than others,
the occasional setback befalls me and I fall.
I shame myself then continue
press on because I want and need to be better.
I do this for myself first and foremost to not feed the rage.
To treat others in each and every way
how I want to be treated,
striving hard to not pass a cross word
even if it's in return.
To be less reactionary in my actions
lashing out no matter the circumstances.
Try no matter what to offer a cordial helpful peaceful hand.
Some say that's being fake or being weak
but I think they miss the bigger point
of rising above striving to be a better person.
Not to stand above and belittle them but to strive to be above the Petty things that bring life down and put you on your knees.
I admit I fail quite often but I shame myself
and look over all the faults,
better preparing myself for the next event and route.
Swallow my pride in all the situations
I must and always apologize where I'm at fault,
not just of pointless practice going through the motions,
but find it in my heart to mean the things I ask and say.
That's only the tip of the very large mountain before me indeed,
there's far to go and much work ahead
it will be slow and arduous I know.
Set backs a plenty but I mustn't give up moving
on and ever upward to attain the maturity
and sense of self and pure true pride I seek
and can truly be proud and humble
for all the skins I've shed and found new light and glory.
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