Running From Nothing
Everyone has one person
Who when we think of, we worsen
We cannot stand the thought of how
They hurt us so we made this vow:
The next time we speak will be chosen
After Hell’s completely frozen
So we do everything we can
To avoid that girl or man
If we happen to see them
We’ll walk away as we condemn
We’ll go out of our way to miss
Meeting up to reminisce
Of all the ways they hurt us and
Their claims of hurts that we did land
Upon them, so we run away
So no one has harsh words to say
One day, something funny happened
My ego suddenly snappened
Just like Eckhart Tolle’s did
Of ego’s power I was rid
I started seeing people who
Speaking to would have been taboo
Instead I walked right up and greeted
Forgetting how I was mistreated
I did this over and over
For rivals I was a rover
I searched them out to make some peace
To make our petty feelings cease
Guess what this poet did learn
From showing no fear or concern?
From breaking free of ego’s hold
And showing selflessness so bold?
Most times my brothers and sisters
Still complained about their blisters
Living in the past of hate
And not looking at today’s date
A half-assed understanding came
Because they still chose to lay blame
I, however, let it go
‘Cause I’m not controlled by ego
And at the end of our conference
They went right back on the defense
They said they didn’t want to speak
Again which shows me just how bleak
And hopeless their attitudes are
Only focused on the scar
And all the pain that came with it
But all refusing to admit
With every single scar we’ve got
Knowledge, strength and grace was brought
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Bigger scar means strength lasts longer
The point of all of this is that
The one with whom you have combat
Is running just like you are too
And if one chooses to pursue
They’d realize it’s no big deal
To get over the whole ordeal
To leave it in the past and move
Together forward and improve
Only cowards say “no way”
“I’m scared of what you’ll do or say”
“Because of what you did before”
(“But nevermind the time I swore”)
(“Or pointed fingers and accused”)
(“Or all the times that I abused”)
(“With hurtful, thoughtless things I said”)
(“Let’s just dwell on my hurts instead”)
So either way, when you confront
Your enemy and are quite blunt
That everything’s forgiven now
If they decide to not allow
That’s one less person that you’ll fear
When they do randomly appear
And all the fear will be their own
‘Cause their ego they’ve not outgrown
But if by chance a hand is shaken
Hatchet’s buried and forsaken
You can add another friend
You can be proud of and commend
For being fearless and knowing
The path to wisdom and growing
Is to move on and start anew
So who’s your foe you should pursue?
~Miro
