Deeds and Discomfort

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What deeds am I to do with my brittle faith
a world away from the pains of war and pits of hunger?

Whilst contemporaries debate which sin is worse
lives are lost across the shore

Souls slip away unnoticed 
caused by injustice and shuttered Western eyes

Helpless, my heart shakes 
their horrors will never be mine
my discomfort is not nearly enough

What deeds am I to do 
to minimise the world’s sorrow?

A hand in the pocket?

A note to a friend?

A vote at the polls?

Posts online?

None is enough 
it’s not nearly enough

Dear reader, I wish I could do more to help those in need. I recognise this thought in itself is a privileged person’s lament. I’ve been chatting with my loved ones about living a more generous life and looking for opportunities to bless others, both big and small. But, it will never be enough. I hope I am always uncomfortable with this thought and never shut my eyes to other people’s plights.

13 thoughts on “Deeds and Discomfort”

      1. Ha! So observant! The political situation has me writing on those issues and I have debated about posting them. Perhaps I should just say, “What the Hell” and post them. But I haven’t been writing much. I haven’t posted them either. Seems my Muse doesn’t like the competition. I’m hoping to do more after the election passes.

        I’ve been really loving your work and your audio posts too, My Dear! How are things with you???
        Chuck
        😊😁💖💕🌹

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