Merchants of Anger

Merchants of anger

See no color

Hear no melody

Offering immediacy

Gritted teeth

Clenched fists

Ease of blame

Vague contours of control

Outlines of outrage

A road of broken concrete

Leading to a tire fire

In their statements

Evidence a faraway promise

If even thought of at all

Profit and power

Wash over them

When they steal your joy

Hollowness aches inside them

Disdain burns in them

For signs of growth or hope

In any of you

I will let you name them

You don’t need me to

Perhaps you scoff at me

Turn to them and indulge

What they offer for a while

To feel something

To fill yourself with

To provide meaning

Despite its acrid foul flavor

I know though

If you pause

You will realize

You are crying

For what you have lost

It is yours to take back

Your mind is forever changing

But that mind is forever yours

Gene G. McLaughlin 2020

The Other Guy’s Version of Empathy

The subject was pain

Not related to you

Only what me

And mine

Have been through

Empathy is

My needs met

With little

Or no

To do

From you

Gene G. McLaughlin 2016

As the Pain Shapes My Path

I’m not done with my damage yet

I’ve got a few more rounds to take

As the pain shapes my path

I’ve got a faith I can’t shake

I’m gonna miss one bit of pain

Before I sleep and then wake

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Don’t Wear Your Damage As Blame

Don’t wear your damage

As blame

But as a life lived

Too close to the sun

Exhibit your pain like art

Let no two joys be the same

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

The Kindness Engine

Kindness is the creation of clarity

Life is never empty of pain

Value empathy not insularity

The path to balance writ plain

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

The Who The What You Love

In pain

Or distress

Or in the end

You don’t remember

The cause of them

At the end of it all

You recall

The who

The what

You love

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Fate Is Not My Future

The opposite of pain

Is acknowledgement of pain

The path to control

Is the acknowledgement of none

Fate’s not my future

It is what I’ve done

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Wickedness Born of Scarcity

Wickedness born of scarcity

Scarcity born of need

All entwined in a circle

Wickedness meeting with greed

Love born of sacrifice

Needs of others more than self

Hand extends to a stranger

Holding charity and nothing else

Empathy is the light that is endless

No scarcity in its domain

The light shines brightly forever

Opposition of apathy and pain 

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

 

Only Slow Recognitions

You’re self contained

Nothing else is missing

Any loss or pain

Don’t take to dismissing

The are no gains

Only slow recognitions

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013