WHERE DO YOU END,
AND THEY BEGIN ?
Is it at your fingers,
or the end of your nose,
where one called YOU ends,
where do you suppose?Where is the end of me,
and the beginning of you,
is there a place we can touch,
or stick a pin through?Do you end with your thoughts,
or the extent of your dreams,
is it all that you are aware of,
is all THAT you, it seems?Do any of us really end,
or are we part of infinity of time,
for all that we are aware of,
is forever, yours and mine.This brings to point,
another matter or two,
for it means if you know something,
it also involves you.If you know one in need,
if you know whose health is bad,
if you know one who is in pain,
if you know one whose days are sad,Then this knowledge,
makes you involved in part,
as one can not know of need,
without knowing in their heart.We are all one on earth,
we are all one to help and give,
we are all one to care and to aid,
we are all one to help another live.At the end of you,
is there such a place,
at the end of me,
as we are face to face,
we discover life we share,
on this planet of ours,
we discover we need to work together,
to make it better for all.So the knowledge of one,
becomes the knowledge of all,
and the concerns of a world,
aren't really too small.We are all aware of what is wrong,
we are all aware of those in need,
we are all aware that we can sure help,
if we put our efforts together indeed.We are all involved,
because we know,
and we must work together,
to make relationships grow,
we are a unit of mankind now,
and must use time and energy,
to HELP and FIX somehow.
©Written by: Ed Kassirer
June 23, 2001
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