Bow Tie o’ the Day is one of my faves. Any bow tie with a paisley theme is always going to have a special place in my tie-wearin’ heart.
This morning, I’m in a mood I can only describe as “a thinkin’ ’bout mood.” And here is where my “thinking’ ’bout” has led me: I’ve had it with division. I’ve had it with we/they and us/them. We’re all God’s children, or none of us are. If one single human being loses, we all lose. A single individual’s loss diminishes us all. We are linked to everyone else on the planet.
Okay. My tiny, bigly rant ends there. But here I repost a poem by Miller Williams. It’s about feeling superior. It’s about “us” pretending we’re not “them.”
COMPASSION
Have compassion for everyone you meet/ even if they don’t want it. What seems conceit,/ bad manners, or cynicism is always a sign/ of things no ears have heard, no eyes have seen./ You do not know what wars are going on/ down there where the spirit meets the bone./
What a great poem! And your rant is spot on!