Our cozy instinct is to be Goldilocks.
When, instead, we maybe need a few hard knocks.
Grit in the gears to etch personality.
Ballast between effect & causality.
Erase vacant eyes that know nothing of strife.
Depth & substance draw from experienced life.
Once it’s not just accepted; but understood…
Each life that’s known bad, learns to relish its good.
I believe that all are capable of choice.
Speaking gives permission to each suppressed voice.

