The Purpose of This Exercise
Tomorrow never came but yesterday
Did and it never went away
I meant to get rid of it but it got
I try to resist existentially
Between life and death underway
I wonder but I would rather not see
I do but would rather not say
Maybe the purpose of this exercise
Is for me to learn compassion
Thinking of others more than otherwise
Other myself in my fashion
I had to go mad and be sent away
To see what it meant to be free
It had to go badly before I knew
I was too sad to be alone
Out on my own I was about to be
Guessing I was not the one and only
One I could see others like me
So as it turned out I learned what to do
Because of others who had known
And understood me all along the way
The long way and the hard way but
Was it the wrong way? I think maybe not
Reflected in another's eyes
Expecting me I realize today
The purpose of this exercise
Thinking of others more than otherwise
Because of the love I was shown
Maybe it all turned out right anyway
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Jane
Ron