Posts Tagged ‘compassion’


October 9, 2016


We insulate our egos
And protect our reputations
By sheltering our hearts
With miles of insulation

Dignified decorum
Preserves our fragile pride
We guard our sensitivity
Buried deep inside

Guarding tender places
Embarrassed not to gush
We resist the inclination
To embrace instead of crush

Time to shed the armor
Getting in your way
Jettison your shackles
And tell someone today:

“I love cuz you’re beautiful
I love you cuz you’re flawed
I love you cuz you’re vulnerable
I love you cuz you’re odd”

Resisting apprehension
We stumble and we plod
It’s as close as human beings
Can ever get to God

By Richard W. Bray

Defy this Dreary Life

July 9, 2016


Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies—God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.
Kurt Vonnegut, God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater

Miles and miles of empty
Surround our lovely Earth
Human beings are blessed to share
The planet of our birth

We devastate and plunder
And treat it like a sewer
With rapacity to horrify
An interstellar viewer

We’re stupid and we’re greedy
And violent and cruel
Who came up with such a lot
Of self-destructive fools?

Everything that we create
Will decompose and rust
All of our accomplishments
Will tumble down to dust

Existence is a gift
Don’t misuse your ration
You must defy this dreary life
With kindness and compassion

by Richard W. Bray

Your Pain Ain’t My Gain

March 12, 2016


If you drink your life to crud
Till you’re crawling in the mud
And puking pints of blood

If you gamble on the ponies
Till you’re sickly and you’re bony
And your kids eat macaroni

I’m sorry for your trauma
If you’re dusting up the drama
With a dozen baby mamas

It really ain’t my gain
If your life fills up with pain
Until you think you’ll go insane

Your problems
Ain’t my issue
Though I’ll support you
And I wish you
All the best

But I won’t waste
Precious time
Fixating on your
Your sins and crimes
I’ll just stay thankful
For the ways
My life is blessed


by Richard W. Bray


February 17, 2014


Being mean
Don’t make a man
So love your neighbor
As you can

Don’t grow on trees
It lives or dies
In you and me

I’ll never know
What you been through
But I can try
And comfort you

Don’t grow on trees
It lives or dies
In you and me

Don’t hate folks
For being frail
A hardened heart
Is like a jail

Don’t grow on trees
It lives or dies
In you and me

Try to have
A humble heart
Be thankful if
You’re strong and smart

Don’t grow on trees
It lives or dies
In you and me

It don’t make
Much sense to live
If we can’t
Comfort and forgive

Don’t grow on trees
It lives or dies
In you and me

by Richard W. Bray

Slivers and Scraps

July 24, 2012

Greed and murder,
Nations gone mad,
Oceans of ugly,
Mountains of sad

I try real hard
I make it my duty
To force my focus
On goodness and beauty

Threads of compassion,
Scraps of nice,
Slivers of contact
Must suffice

by Richard W. Bray