A Lesson in Altruism

Old man, tossed to the side by flat tire, Watching the world drive by with indifference. The air, sick with heat, presses down like a vise As thin, old hands tremble on a wrench Desperately begging it to submit. He hears a car pull up, the tapping of footsteps, a young man appears. With a gentle smile I take the wrench from his withered hands. 10 minutes later we both drive our separate ways I fully repaid by the warmth of his outstretched hand And what looked like tears of gratefulness welling in his eyes. Then it painfully hits me- I never gave a fuck about the old man, Just used him to feel better about myself.

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My muse can be unseemly and nomadic although she fancies meter and good rhyme, her diligence and output are sporadic, and some may say she’s moving past her prime. At times she’s off consorting with the sages reflecting on existence, as it were, At...

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