MOTIVATION
By John Herlihy

Terrible the day when the soul of the world is content,
Total satisfaction spread everywhere, no efforts spent.
The universal urge within people to better their cause,
Tempered into idle boredom thru collective applause.
Sad the day when people are content with their living.
Reaping benefit for themselves, no recourse to giving,
Thinking all their thoughts with no uncertainty to spare.
Performing all their deeds with all the courage to dare,
Who will come to knock on the door of the human soul.
If we are awash in the peace that our contentment stole,
Bereft of any motivating desire to fulfill greater purpose.
Content merely with the status quo to scratch the surface,
A profound desire to gaze beyond the seen to the unseen.
A holy urge to listen beyond the audible to the inaudible,
To take flight on the wing and not across the earth plod.
To seek a larger motivation to pursue as a child of God,