Stop

I clasp my head between my hands; frustrated with my human friends.
For so long I have observed people in an attempt to understand.
I wanted to know why people get so upset, hurt; why???
Now that I understand, I try to inform them; but, they make up their own minds.

I am torn, wish I can get them to back down; look at the real motivators.
I want to scream, “Give the understanding and forgiveness you so desire!”
The spiraling frustration with each other is in vain.
Even when undue and incorrect; people are in automation towards destruction.

Then I feel sorry for the poor guys like me; being pulled into conflict, unwanted.
Life is not crazy, neither its human partakers; confusion and misunderstanding rule.
Unforgiving hearts and the urge to survive as the one that is right; are atomic bombs!
The war has been raging since the birth of mankind; so few really understand.

I refuse to have a part in it; I despise being pulled in as a pawn or spectator.
At times I wish people would consider me as much as I do them; but they can’t.
The average man or woman, just haven’t given the factors of life enough thought.
Their existence is led in reaction; in response… rather than making choices.

I throw my hands in the air, pray to God for their salvation; hope and grace.
I write the words, explain the concepts from the perception God blessed me with.
No one is listening; nobody understands or rather… my stories is but for the ear.
How I wish my words will reach your hearts; help your minds understand.

Now, I stand on the sideline; watching those I love, tear each other apart.
If it was a game; for whom should I shout, whose victory would be pleasing?
It’s a silly game without purpose, without a prize or victory; only regret.
Am I alone on the stand; how many I see on the field in useless battles?

Oh my God!!! Save them from themselves and the loneliness they stand to win.
Why! Why can’t these humans love each other with the love You gave?
My suffering is in witnessing and; an apparent inability to make it change.
It is like watching your parents fight; insane, but you’ll be forced to pick a side.

Let me be; just leave me alone.
Your aberration soils my pure heart; it tortures me in ways you are too blind to see.
Man is clearly selfish; while lying to himself that he is of good intent.
Open your eyes and be honest with yourself; you are a very-very selfish being!
By : Thys Groesbeek