Stakes

What are the stakes?

What is the game?

is it about life,

or control?

I am a selfish man,

a lonely man.

I am lonely

because I am selfish.

I am selfish

because I am guarded.

I am guarded

because I fear.

I fear because I am hurt,

wounded deeply,

inside, 

I hurt because I fear,

while I selfishly

protect 

this wound.

I can stop being selfish:

I can resolve 
to help others

heal

from their wounds;

to heal

the wounds

making them selfishly

guarded, protected and lonely.

What if we the People
all resolved

to take our mind

off our own wound
both individually
and collectively,

and risk being vulnerable,

by laying down our defenses,

letting down our guard,

and looked instead

toward 

being available

to facilitate healing

the wounds

of others,
both individually and collectively,
no matter the cause of the wound.

What a wonderful world

it will be

when we work to heal

each others wounds

rather than concealing our own.