The Greatness of a community is most accurately measured by the compassionate actions of its members
~Coretta Scott King
Miracle league is an all volunteer, non-profit organization that allows disabled children to play baseball as a part of a team. I play the role of the “buddy,” a companion who works one on one with a player. Together, my player and I run the field, take at bats and play three full innings of baseball. Volunteering for the Miracle League might be the most fulfilling activity that I have ever been involved in.
Why do we run from loved ones?
Why do we isolate ourselves
Why do we hate each other?
Why do we want to quit or give up?
Why do we not care?
Why do we want to?
Why do we not listen?
Why why why?
I don’t know,
No one does.
We’re human,
We aren’t perfect,
We shouldn’t be
And we aren’t made to be.
We are ourselves
that’s what makes us do these things
But why don't we try to not.
Change is necessary.
In the future
Life fades away,
The world, enveloped,
Trapped in a charred body,
Melting into the abyss.
If,
You could go back,
Persuade the people
That oil is not the way.
Create the new,
change their ways,
Ask for help,
Because
The Earth is what connects us all.
No emotion can be more easily accessible than anger
Anger is a feeling that quells all others
Anger compels one to speak his soul out,
Yet it has shows no result
A fool’s mouth is his destruction
It tastes like a throat of lead gaining weight,
Restricting your every movement
A soft word turns away wrath
It smells like a cold sweat,
Created from the feeling of restlessness
Calmness will lay great offenses to rest
It looks like a huge crowd,
A single sentiment is insignificant
It is to one’s glory to overlook an offense
It sounds like a numbing ring,
All other sounds drowned out
Anger resides in the lap of fools
It feels like an unyielding back itch,
Never to be relieved.
Better a patient person than a warrior,
One with self-control than one who takes a city.
