Two Hours Too Late Too Much
I can not mend a fragmented World.
Nor can I fix those addicted to delusions.
I can only take my sincerity one step forward.
With the hope that step is respected,
By someone who accepts the doing of my giving.
And not believe I am the one in need...
To prove my deeds are sacrificial.
And if anyone should agree they do me the favor,
With an accomodating of my efforts...
To perceive they are the ones to have been picked,