Throwback Thursday Poetry: There Is No Such Thing As Caring Too Much

I wrote this poem last year, but it seems fitting for today. I should have used this one as my pandemic poem, the world needs more altruism.

Love & life lessons,

Kristian

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The world has told me that I “care too much,”

but I’m learning that there’s no such thing.

I’ve listened to the trees, and the waters,

and the dirt of the earth,

and they all wish more people “cared too much,”

 

I have watched my father cling to my mother’s dying body.

I watched as he took her face in his hands,

and kissed her lips before her final breath escaped her tired lungs.

And I thought to myself how lucky she was,

to have someone who “cared too much.”

 

I have seen death, and murder, and suicide.

The world has hardened those people,

the same ones who say I “care too much.”

But I don’t have to listen.

The world is as soft, and kind, and sweet as I see it,

and I’ll be damned if I let anyone steer me away from my heart.

 

I have witnessed the homeless sleeping in cardboard boxes,

and the people as they pass by, thankful for the roof’s over their heads.

And I felt pity for those passers,

who are too foolish to see the human spirit inside that box.

 

Yes, there is no such thing as caring too much.