Saturday, June 13, 2009
Lonely At The Top
I like us. Sometimes we like ourselves too much.
We do good, and represent good things. Sometimes we think we do the only good, and represent the best things.
We reach out and embrace others in friendship. Sometimes we don't understand that they want their own 'quiet time.'
We know a lot. Sometimes we think we know all the important things.
Why don't the others just have the good sense to understand how good we are and how much better they'd be, being like us? Sometimes they reject our gifts, and the bad manners, the obstinacy, must mean they're bad.
If bad, they must be corrected, what they do must be put a stop to, and being good, it's our job.
Somebody's got to do it. After all, being good isn't enough.