Inspire

Who's gonna defend that innocence?
Who will speak on her behalf?
Maybe she longs for a friend
Or maybe she lost her half.

Her circle may've been rough on her;
She may've been pushed to struggle.
Her mind may not have endured
The infectious minds that boggle.

Her dreams may have been shattered,
Her aspirations for life crushed.
Her hopes in people 'round her
Were broken and somehow mushed!

Lost in a world of broken dreams
She sweats for survival;
Moans for a hearing ear
Longs to flee from rival.

We live in a world of broken lives,
I wonder how we treat it;
Is it with compassion and love,
Or we quickly get defeated!

Do we inspire? or aspire?

Do we inspire who's around us
Or aspire to have more;
Forgetting what matters most
Instead we aim to score.

We neglect spreading hope,
Indifference takes us over;
In place of mending hearts,
Our hearts take off in rover!

Let's work on changing lives
With words that inspire,
Being agents for hope
Before our hearts retire.

Tuesday, November 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: broken,compassion,dreams,friend,inspire,life,mind,shattered,struggle,survival
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I was just so aware of the fine line that separates our paths and how much attitude can determine the direction we take as we roam life's highways.We can so desire and aspire to be successful, but along the way we may pass opportunities where we can inspire others and influence their lives for the better.We can aim high, but along the way we have to be aware to the world around us and the opportunities to help and influence the wellbeing of others.

©Grace Kusta Nasralla
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